Chapter 432
In a ndestine surveince 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 rm as she watched the door intently.
Soon after, a figure in a ck 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 theb?"
Before she could get her bearings, Calista was met with a p 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 coborate 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 surveince.
Calista was stunned. Mr. B was a woman?
Mr. B removed her hat, revealing Astrid''s familiar face, the disguise still in ce, "Tell me, where is
Boar Poison?"
Calista, regaining her senses, was shocked to see Mr. B''s true appearance.
"You''re Vivienne''s sister!"
Mr. B merely rolled her eyes, "Answer my question."
Swallowing 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 me to use on Vivienne. Today, I didn’t receive it."
Mr. B ground her mrs in frustration.
She had thought this might be the moment to seize Boar Poison, but Fiona had hidden it well.
Their past transactions involving vital goods for GTO had always depended on Fiona''s dealings.
They had assumed Fiona was working alone, never suspecting she had an organization backing her,
one with the capability to acquire Boar Poison.
For years, GTO had been unable to replicate Boar Poison, especially since Karen''s research had been
Now that Boar Poison had resurfaced, GTO was determined to acquire it.
ncing at Calista on the floor, Mr. B reached out a hand.
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Confused, Calista hesitated before cing her hand in Mr. B''s.
With a fierce yank, Calista felt as though her arm might rip from its socket. The next instant, Mr. B had
her by the neck, "Calista, do you know why I''ve spared you?"
A shudder ran through Calista. The gentle face before her inspired a deep-seated terror, "I... I don''t
know."
Mr. B''s fingers tightened around Calista''s throat, "I value your medical expertise. If you can''t produce
the Boar Poison within a month, your life bes expendable."
Calista felt a chill run through her. She was ying with fire, one false step from annihtion.
"I will, I’ll develop it, I’ll definitely get it done."
A revolting smell wafted up from below, and with a few dripping sounds, Mr. B disgustedly threw Calista
aside.
"TCL is no longer an option for you. You''ll be taken to your newb, remember, you only have one
month."
After wiping her hands disdainfully, Mr. B turned and left.
Calistay crumpled in a puddle of foul liquid, shedding tears of regret. Her remorse was beyond
words. If only she had known Vivienne was Specter Healer, she never would have crossed her. Now,
she couldn''t even return to the TCLb.
...
At TCL Labs.
Percival had brought Vivienne inside.
"Mr. Percy,"b assistant Holden approached, "The director''s not here, and we''re not allowed in his
Percival nodded, "Carry on with your work."
Holden said no more, casting a sidelong nce at the hat-wearing woman behind Percival, his heart
skipping a beat.
Such a beautiful woman! But who would dare to look twice at Mr. Percy''s guest?
Knowing better, Holden averted his eyes.
Percival led Vivienne to Calista''s office door, which now sported a new lock.
Pulling out a maic card from nowhere, he slid it through the reader and with a beep, the door
unlocked.
"Mr. Wolf, you''re full of surprises," Vivienne teased.
Percival pocketed the card, "It''s a necessary skill when you''re out in the field."
Vivienne mused about the so-called essential skills at Vanguard Agency, which apparently included
lock-picking!
Vivienne''s eyes narrowed, "They''re quick on their feet."
It seemed they had just removed Calista, and the bomb was already in ce.
Holden didn''t hesitate, quickly leading theb staff to safety.
Percival''smand was absolute, and no one dared dy.
“Vivienne, step back. I''ve got this," said Percival, his hand on the doorknob, careful not to make any
If the bomb was rigged with a motion-sensitive trigger, one wrong move could spell disaster.
Vivienne raised an eyebrow, "Mr. Wolf, are you sure you''re up to defusing a bomb right now?"
Percival held his breath, "I''ll call Leopold for backup." Read at NovelDrama.Org
"Did you forget about me?" Vivienne emerged from theb with a pair of scissors in hand and
approached Percival.
She was petite, just small enough to squeeze through the gap without disturbing the delicate bnce.
Suddenly, she shed a mischievous smile and nted a quick kiss on his face.
"Don''t let it happen again."
Percival''s breath hitched, nearly losing his grip—a close call to surrendering to the moment.
Vivienne slipped into the office, following the thin wire to the bomb''s location.
Just as Percival had predicted, the bomb was fitted with a bnce mechanism.
Even a mere centimeter of door movement could set it off!