The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 432

In a clandestine surveillance room somewhere.

Calista's wrists were bound by handcuffs, surrounded by stark white walls that seamlessly blended with the door. A shiver ran down her spine, and fear pounded in her heart.

She had been knocked unconscious by Percival and when she came to, she found herself trapped in this sterile cell, too terrified to resist.

Had her research on the viruses been discovered? Would that mean the death penalty?

No, it couldn't be!

Lost in thought, Calista was jolted back to reality by the sound of the door unlocking. Her eyes widened in alarm as she watched the door intently.

Soon after, a figure in a black trench coat entered the room. It was Mr. B, who tossed a key toward her without a word.

It was the key to her cuffs.

"Mr. B, what's going on? Where am I? Do I still have to return to the lab?"

Before she could get her bearings, Calista was met with a slap that sent her tumbling to the floor.

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as the blow nearly knocked her out.

"Fool, who gave you permission to collaborate with Fiona behind our backs?" Mr. B's voice was harsh and undisguised. There was no need for pretense anymore; Calista's identity had been exposed, and from now on, she could only operate under strict surveillance.

Calista was stunned. Mr. B was a woman?

Mr. B removed her hat, revealing Astrid's familiar face, the disguise still in place, "Tell me, where is Boar Poison?"

Calista, regaining her senses, was shocked to see Mr. B's true appearance.

"You're Vivienne's sister!"

merely rolled her

hard, Calista dared not ask further, "I... I don't know. Fiona didn't give me Boar Poison. She said she'd hand it over at the critical moment for

to seize Boar Poison, but

transactions involving vital goods for GTO had always depended on Fiona's

never suspecting she had an organization backing her, one

to replicate Boar Poison, especially

Poison had resurfaced, GTO

on the floor, Mr. B reached out a

before placing her

yank, Calista felt as though her arm might rip from its socket. The next instant, Mr. B had her by the neck, "Calista,

gentle face before her inspired a

throat, "I value your medical expertise. If you can't produce the Boar Poison within

a chill run through her. She was playing with fire, one false step from

it, I'll definitely

below, and with a few dripping

You'll be taken to your new

hands disdainfully, Mr. B turned and

words. If only she had known Vivienne was Specter Healer, she never would have crossed her. Now, she couldn't even return

At TCL Labs.

brought Vivienne

not here, and we're not

nodded, "Carry on with your

a sidelong glance at the

would dare to look twice

Holden averted

Calista's office door, which now sported a

card from nowhere, he slid it through the reader

you're full

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