Chapter 513
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Hearing this, Timothy nodded in satisfaction and said, “Emilia Quill is 400 clever. A fake injured Irvin definitely won’t be enough. If we can capture her best friend, Cordelia Lowell, or her grandmother, we need to make it happen–and soon.”
Timothy had never given up on trying to capture Cordelia and Grandma. The problem was , Grandma rarely left the house.
Thad also secured a large radius around her house, tuning her home into an impenetrable fortress . Thus, the criminal organization hadn’t found a single opportunity to make a move.
As for Cordelia, she already worked for a government agency. Plus, Mr. J–that high–ranking military official I once treated- had had her transferred to his military region to help excavate an ancient tomb. As such, the organization had an even slimmer chance of getting to her.
Simon was also aware that a severely wounded “Irvin” alone wasn’t enough leverage. But he said, “That best friend of hers? No chance. As for her grandmother, the only chance we’ll have of capturing her is if Henry Quill brings her here himself.
“We can do whatever we want to his daughter. But no matter how we’ve threatened him, he refuses to hand over his mother. We also can’t push him too hard. He’s got too many useful drugs in his hands.”
To a criminal organization like theirs, Henry was an irreplaceable asset. It simply wasn’t worth risking losing a talent like him and jeopardizing another important project for the sake of the research project I was on.
Timothy scoffed. “And here I thought he would do anything for that sweetheart of his. Turns out, he’s quite a mama’s boy.”
Even Simon hadn’t predicted this. After all, people like them, who were born criminals, had no concept of morals or family ties.
Henry was a talented pharmacologist. Yet, he only developed harmful drugs. Someone like him should’ve been just like them, born to inflict chaos in the world. But shockingly, he had a line he wouldn’t cross and was loyal to Grandma.
Timothy and Simon watched through the surveillance feed as I ate the food they had prepared, and a lot of it. Seeing this, they changed the feed and no longer monitored me.
They had already arranged for people to wait outside my room. As soon as I started showing signs of pain, their men would take me straight to the doctors on the compound.
However, this was what actually happened.
Just as I had picked up my utensils and was about to take my first bite , someone suddenly grabbed my hand.
I was so shocked that I jumped. I hadn’t heard a single sound, nor felt any presence in my room.
I snapped my head up on reflex. When I saw who it was who had grabbed my hand, I was so stunned that I just sat there frozen.
A long moment passed before I found myself again and said, “Ir… Irvin?”
I didn’t ask him something stupid like, “Aren’t you still gravely injured and lying unconscious in bed?”
This was because after seeing “Irvin” in that room earlier, I had already confirmed he wasn’t the real Irvin.
Simon had been afraid I would notice something. So, he had tried to play it cool and act casual. But when he wouldn’t allow me to go close, it had only made me even more certain that something was off about that “Irvin“.
During the half–hour I had spent in that room, I never stopped encouraging “Irvin” to continue living. In truth, the entire time I had been doing so, I had been discreetly observing him. And by the time I left, I was absolutely certain that the man lying on the bed wasn’t Irvin.
That man’s performance was almost flawless, but I had caught all the small cracks. After I had confirmed he wasn’t actually Irvin , the first thing I felt was relief.
Irvin and I were already even , so I didn’t want to be indebted to him again, especially if that debt was as heavy as him getting injured while protecting me.
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