Chapter 150
Diana’s pov
“I don’t understand. Since you’ve alreadypromised and agreed to develop the antidote for
William, why won’t you try now that there’s a way?”
In the office, Moss frowned, his eyes behind the lenses staring straight at me.
“Things aren’t as simple as you think…” I licked my dry lips. “I admit, adding arge amount of
catalyst “can indeed quickly develop an effective antidote, but…”
“But what?” Moss interjected.
I furrowed my brows. “But there are risks.”
Moss sneered, “So is it risky to add arge amount of catalyst, or do you simply not want the
antidote to be sessful?”
“Moss?” I widened my eyes in surprise. “What nonsense are you talking about?”
“Is it nonsense?” Moss’s narrow eyes narrowed even more. “Healer, don’t think I don’t know what
you’re up to! Are you trying to spite William? You don’t want him to get the antidote smoothly!”
“I’m not, I’m just-”
“Don’t try to evade!” Moss roared, picking up his cup and mming it hard on the floor.
He red at me, gritting his teeth. “Don’t forget, William said if you can’t develop the antidote, then
everyone in theb will go down with you! Do you want us to die with you?”
I was stunned.
I was stunned.
From the shattered porcin pieces, my gaze slowly moved to Moss’s face, and I said
incredulously, “Moss, you didn’t say this to me before. You said you wouldn’t yield to William, you
said-”
“That was before,” Moss interrupted me coldly. “Before, I thought you had enough strength to
confront William. But now, even Alpha Nathan has chosen to help William! You have no chance of
winning anymore! Do you want me to follow you to death?”
The office fell into dead silence.
After a moment, Moss sighed deeply, and his expression gradually calmed down.
He walked up to me, grasping my shoulders with both hands, and looked at me with pleading eyes.
“Healer, I don’t want to die. Please, I beg you, stop going against William. Let’s develop the
antidote
sooner, so we can
Smack!
I raised my hand and pped Moss hard.
“You disappoint me too much,” I said angrily, ring at him and pointing at his nose. “Let me tell
you, without my permission, no one is allowed to use the catalyst! If anything goes wrong, none of
you can bear the responsibility!”
With that, I turned and left the office.
Moss shouted after me, but I pretended not to hear.
As I turned the corner of the corridor, I nearly bumped into someone who was looking down.
I hurriedly stepped back and found that the person was Fisher, wearing a janitor uniform and
holding a mop.
I raised an eyebrow slightly and mocked mercilessly, “Isn’t this our high and mighty Supervisor
Fisher? Howe you’ve fallen to doing janitorial work?”
Fisher’s face twisted instantly, and he clenched the handle of the broom tightly, looking like he
wanted to bite me to death.
Yes, this was exactly the effect I wanted.
I continued to provoke him, “I heard you were stripped naked and paraded through the streets
yesterday.
How did it feel? Enjoyable?”
“Healer! Don’t push it too far!” He said, humiliated and resentful.
I smirked sarcastically.
“So what if I push it too far? Diana has already told me that after you finish your janitorial duties,
she’ll send you to your death! What can a dead man do to me?”
Iughed heartily, giving him a disdainful re as I strode past him arrogantly.
I could feel a sharp, dagger–like gaze piercing into my back.
After about a dozen seconds, that malevolent gaze finally disappeared.
I halted, turning to look back
I saw Fisher walking ahead with his head lowered, hurrying along.
Then, he stopped in front of a partially closed door, nervously nced around, and slipped inside
after pushing the door open.
Behind that door was Moss’s office.
I smirked slightly.
I knew Fisher had stepped right into the trap carefully designed by Moss and me for him.
In fact, ever since Fisher first appeared before me, he had be a pawn in my fight against
William.
If Fisher were a decent person, my n wouldn’t have been so smooth.
Unfortunately, Fisher was as selfish and greedy as William.
Ironically, hecked William’s cunning and intelligence, making him a perfect fool to exploit.
I deliberately lowered myself in front of him, allowing him to mistreat me, just to make him more
arrogant.
When his misdeeds were sufficient to provoke hatred, I could then appear as Diana, punishing him
in the most reasonable way, implying that if he wanted to confront me, he had to prove his
maximum value to William, or else death awaited him.
Then, in his despair, Moss and I staged a scene of discord, deliberately exposing false news that
catalysts could expedite the drug’s development.
In order to gain William’s protection and survive, Fisher would undoubtedly take the risk of
coborating with Moss, obtain the catalyst, and use it to develop the antidote.
The moment he merged the catalyst with the existing experimental drugs, my n would seed.
The catalyst wouldn’t ensure the sess of the antidote; instead, it would only lead to a massive
explosion!
By then, all the experimental data would vanish into thin air.
As for the real data, it had been secretly transferred by Moss to our new research base several
days ago.
And all of William’s scheming over the years, his dreams of wealth, would vanish with the explosion
of theboratory.
William couldn’t me anyone.
Because from the beginning, it was he who had ced the fool Fisher by my side.
Me, Moss, and all the researchers in theboratory would be innocent “victims” who were
implicated. William not only couldn’t vent his anger on us, but he also had to treat us well and beg
us to help him recover all the experimental data.
Material ? N?velDrama.Org.
s control.
However, the time to recover all the experimental data was no longer within his
During this time, I could easily manufacture the antidote at the new research base and distribute it
worldwide.
By the time William realized it, everything would be set in stone.
Back in the hospital lounge, half an hourter, I received a message from Moss
“Fisher has obtained the catalyst. Before work tomorrow, he will enter theb and put the catalyst
into our samples.‘
”
“I understand,” I replied and turned off my phone.
Walking to the closet, I opened the door and took out an iron box.
Inside the box were five smartphone–sized rectangr explosives prepared by me days ago.
The power of the catalyst alone was not enough to destroy the entireb.
To ensure the destruction of all data and any evidence that might be discovered, external forces
were needed.
-Such as these explosives.
I hardly slept that night.
When the first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the floor–to–ceiling windows, I had
already entered theb.
After waiting patiently for two hours, Fisher walked out of the elevator with a “ding.”
I hid behind a pir, about 40 inches wide, and saw him look around for a moment before pulling out
a ss bottle containing a transparent liquid from his pocket and sneakily entering theb.
Instead of following him, I stood still and listened quietly.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes… ten minutes!
Boom!
Theb exploded!
A huge shockwave hit me, and I heard a deafening st.
mes spread from the interior of theb, and the piercing sound of rms rang out.
But it wasn’t enough.
Without hesitation messed the detonator concealed in my pocket.
Almost instantly, the explosives I had nted in variousers were detonated.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Like fireworks, the explosions apanied by mes surged like a red tsunami, threatening to
engulf the world.
The thick smoke choked me, and I covered my nose and mouth with a damp towel prepared in
advance, sticking to the wall as I ran toward the emergency exit.
Suddenly, my steps halted.
I wasn’t sure if it was due to oxygen deprivation that I had a hallucination.
At the entrance of the emergency exit, through the fiery red sea, I seemed to see… Nathan!