Miranda still met her end, right in front of Nash.During those final moments, as the punishments inflicted upon her took their toll, she reflected on her long yet fleeting life. Given to Seth by her biological mother, she had endured a stint in the slave camp, suffering through brutal experiments. Even at the end, she never learned the identity of her real father. She died with a heart full of resentment.Her final words echoed in Nash's mind. "Nash, I was devoted to you for so long. You never looked at me because of Nina. Even in death, I curse you both. May you and Nina never find peace!"The punishments inflicted on Miranda were harsh but not intended to be fatal. No one expected her to die from anger and despair, coughing up blood.Nash remained unfazed by her words. He coldly ordered, "James, Seth likes his experiments, right? Find him and send Miranda's body back to him.""Captain, don't let Miranda's words get to you. She was just lashing out. If curses came true, we'd a
Seth craved power, and over the years, he realized more and more that Sally and he were not on the same path. Moreover, Miranda was just a love-struck fool, completely immersed in her infatuation. Initially, he intended to use Miranda one last time, but Nash and Micah ruined his plans. No, he hadn’t achieved his goals yet. He couldn’t die here, and he refused to spend the rest of his life on the run.Seth hung up on Sally and made a quick decision. If he couldn't make it in the Yaren tribe, he would seek out the allied forces.As he took a few steps forward, he noticed there were no footsteps behind him. Turning around, he saw Wes still standing there, staring blankly.Seeing Wes's dazed expression, Seth’s anger flared. "What are you standing there for? Do you have a death wish?"Seth could see Wes's feelings for Miranda with just one glance. A man aiming for greatness shouldn't be tied down by emotions. And right now, Wes was the only one left by his side.Head hung low, like
Nina did not wake up at first, so Wilfred kept talking in her ear, repeating his words over and over until she finally opened her eyes. She saw Wilfred in front of her, and clarity returned to her gaze. "Wilfred, where... where are we?"Wilfred did not immediately answer. His lips were pressed into a thin line. When he had first reunited with Nina, he thought she had lost her memory and forgotten their past. But now he realized something more troubling. Her memories were distorted."We're in a cave," he finally said. "You have a fever, and I couldn't keep moving with you. Nina, look at me. I have something important to tell you."Wilfred released Nina but kept a firm grip on her shoulders, his seriousness making her recognize the gravity of the situation. "What do you need to tell me?" she asked, seeing the weight of his expression.After a moment of silence, Wilfred began, He recounted the details. When he was enduring unbearable torture, Nina appeared, dressed in a spotless w
Moreover, Wilfred was risking his life to escape with her. He would not lie to her, but this only confirmed that she was Ivy. Any remaining illusions were shattered. She was Micah's sister, the Pharaoh's daughter. The Yaren tribe had committed so many atrocities, and they were enemies of Nash and his people.At this moment, she felt a lump in her throat, unable to describe her emotions."Ivy, I didn't want to tell you all this, but I couldn't let you remain trapped in someone else's memories," Wilfred said, gently stroking her head. He truly cared for her and only wanted the best for her, even if her heart belonged to Nash. For him, her well-being was all that mattered.Nina suddenly remembered the arguments she had with Nash about Zac. Realizing now that Zac never existed. It was either a figment of her imagination or someone else's memory.This realization was crushing. It wasn't empathy, it felt like a mental illness!Covering her face with her hands, tears streamed down her
Nash didn't respond immediately. After a few seconds, he slowly said, "This is Nina's decision."Ignoring Nash, Micah walked over to the Pharaoh. While the Pharaoh was unconscious, Micah removed the mask from his face, revealing a long scar that had been hidden for years. This scar, which Micah had only seen once as a child, was the reason the Pharaoh always wore a mask in public.Micah had gathered the tribe's best medical minds and laboratory experts. His only goal now was to wake the Pharaoh as soon as possible. Three hours later, the Pharaoh regained consciousness. He immediately noticed the absence of his mask and the familiar weight it usually imparted on his face."Where is Seth?" the Pharaoh roared in anger. He had trusted Seth completely, and now Seth had betrayed him and even removed his mask.Micah scoffed softly. "You still want to see Seth? Are you really so short on reliable people?"The Pharaoh followed the voice, finally seeing Micah safe and sound, and let o
"You’re very weak right now. I don't know what drugs Seth used on you, but you've spent years in the lab. You'll have to deal with your own health." Micah threw out these words and turned to leave."But wait! You still haven't told me where Nina is," the Pharaoh called after him, his heart heavy with worry. "Did something happen to her?"Micah paused, his face unreadable. "Do you remember Wilfred?"The Pharaoh nodded gravely. "Of course. He was my most successful creation."Wilfred had been turned into a healer by the Pharaoh. Although Wilfred had escaped, the Pharaoh had continually searched for him, despite the constant warfare that limited his resources.The Pharaoh's brows furrowed. "Is Wilfred after Ivy now? And what about the girl pretending to be Ivy?""You should be glad Ivy is different from you. She has managed to survive. When Seth started his rebellion, Wilfred took Ivy and fled," Micah replied.Now that it was clear Nina was Ivy, Micah had started calling her by her
Nina was the first to notice the figure standing at the entrance. The sunset glow bathed him in a golden light, making him look radiant. It was Scott!Instinctively, Nina pushed away Wilfred and tried to walk towards Scott, but her legs felt like they were made of lead."Scott," she murmured. Wilfred stayed close to her, ready to catch her if she stumbled.Scott noticed Nina too. He had overheard someone mentioning her to Nash over the phone and had followed the directions to find her. Seeing her now, she matched the image he had in his mind. She was beautiful. Bits and pieces of memories flitted through his mind, but he couldn’t quite grasp them.Nina saw the clarity in Scott’s eyes, and memories of searching for him in the slave camp flashed back. Scott had lost his past.Nina turned to Wilfred. "Wilfred, can you help him remember his memories?"If a person lost their past, their entire life would feel empty. Nina believed it was cruel for Scott to forget everything, includin
"Call me Nina," she said.Before, it was just a name, and she had not spent much time with Wilfred. She did not know that Ivy was the Pharaoh's daughter's name. Now that she knew, a sense of powerlessness overwhelmed her."I've always called you Ivy. From the moment I met you, you were Ivy. Even though you're Nina now, Ivy, no one can change your past. We are born with many things beyond our control, but we must strive to understand them fully," Wilfred said, looking at her.Understand fully? Nina wanted to laugh but could not."I know about the Pharaoh and his followers—how they killed, burned, and looted, and how he turned you into this! He did it all for his own selfish desires."The scenes Nina had witnessed played in her mind like movie clips, one after another. She could not imagine how she had survived in the Yaren tribe as Ivy."I'm tired, Wilfred. I want to sleep. When Nash comes back, wake me up." She turned over and lay back on the camp bed.Wilfred stayed by her side
Why would someone as unbothered by non-work matters as Wilfred suddenly intervene in this situation? Karina didn’t think too deeply about it. She failed to notice that the real reason lay in Wilfred’s reluctance to let Xavier stay at the hospital. After all, the only person Wilfred trusted in the Atlantis hospital was Karina. If Xavier stayed, she would inevitably be the one to care for him. And Wilfred, stationed in Birkham, wouldn’t be able to keep an eye on things. Just the thought of Karina and Xavier spending days and nights together in a place out of his sight, talking and sharing moments, made Wilfred’s gaze grow icy without him realizing it. Meanwhile, Karina, shivering from the sudden chill, blamed the air conditioning or her choice of outfit. She was completely oblivious to the most obvious culprit standing right next to her. The discharge procedures went smoothly. By the afternoon, Xavier’s belongings were packed, and he was ready to leave. Since he was Karina’
Harley gritted his teeth, glaring at her as if he wanted to press further, but before he could act, Karina was pulled back. Wilfred fixed him with an icy stare. “This isn’t your place to lay a hand on anyone.” “Wilfred!” Ignoring him entirely, Wilfred turned to Karina and asked softly, “Does it hurt?” Her wrist was red, but as she looked at his serious expression, any discomfort seemed to fade. She shook her head. “It doesn’t hurt. With you here, he wouldn’t dare go too far.“Still, there’s no point wasting time on him. Let’s go.” Wilfred nodded. Before leaving, he glanced coolly at Harley and left him with a parting shot. “This bet? I won. Relay this to your mentor and tell him to keep the association’s hands out of Birkham and Atlantis. Otherwise, I won’t hesitate to make sure his reputation is shattered, no matter his age.” With that, they left the corridor. Karina didn’t turn to see Harley’s expression, but as they walked away, she couldn’t help voicing her
At the time, Wilfred had already guessed that this had everything to do with Harley and his mentor, Professor Zeller. “You and your so-called association don’t focus on benefiting patients. Instead, you spend all your time trying to monopolize everything. And now you want to turn me into one of you? Keep dreaming.” Wilfred’s tone was filled with disdain, his eyes cold with contempt. The smug smile on Harley’s face slowly faded. With a sneer, Harley’s voice turned bitter. “You know what I despise most about you? That self-righteous, holier-than-thou attitude of yours. I was offering you advice, but if you don’t want to hear it, fine. There’s nothing more to say. After all, if the surgery fails—” Before he could finish the word “fail,” the surgical light outside the operating room flicked off. Clack!The sliding doors parted, and Karina burst through, her face flushed with emotion. She didn’t even notice Harley. Her focus zeroed in on Wilfred. “Wilfred!” Her voice trem
As the surgery approached, Karina worked overtime, meticulously double-checking for any possible oversights. Before stepping into the operating room, she took a deep breath."Karina, you’ve got this!" a nurse beside her encouraged.This surgery was particularly significant, and the assistants and nurses weren’t from her hospital. They were brought in by the project, specifically by Harley’s team. Without a single familiar face around, Karina felt a twinge of anxiety. Opportunities to lead surgeries were already rare for her, let alone under circumstances like this, with no one she could truly rely on.But there was no turning back now. Gritting her teeth, Karina donned her gloves. As she was about to enter the operating room, her peripheral vision caught sight of a figure standing silently in the distance. It was Wilfred. His steady gaze met hers, his eyes carrying something profound she couldn’t quite decipher. When their eyes locked, a faint smile curved his lips.In th
“Ava.”A deep voice cut through the air, and Karina turned to see a man in a black suit, wearing a hat and a mask, striding toward them. But the man’s white eyelashes and distinctive eyes were all Karina needed to recognize him. He was her albino patient, Xavier Jasper!Xavier also didn’t expect to run into both Wilfred and Karina here. “It’s you two,” he exclaimed in surprise.Wilfred’s gaze sharpened as he calmly addressed Xavier. “Keep your sister in line. Apologize.”Before Xavier could respond, Ava stepped forward and, to everyone’s surprise, said, “I’m sorry. I was too impulsive. Please forgive me.” Karina was taken aback by how quickly Ava apologized. Even Xavier, who knew his sister’s arrogant tendencies well, looked stunned.Karina nodded, her tone steady but firm. “I forgive you, but that doesn’t mean everyone else will. You should work on your attitude. Stop acting so entitled everywhere you go.” With that, Karina turned on her heel and walked away. Although Xavie
”Those were her meticulously compiled notes, the result of hours of hard work—and now they were ruined just like that?” Karina thought.“I’ve never wronged you. Why would you do something like this?” she demanded, her voice trembling with indignation. Something about the situation felt off, and Karina’s sharp intuition told her this wasn’t a simple misunderstanding.Under Karina’s intense gaze, the nurse finally broke down, revealing Ava’s role in orchestrating the whole thing. Karina’s anger turned into a mix of rage and incredulous amusement. “Really? Rich people—did they all enjoy throwing money around like this?”All this trouble, just to ruin her hard-earned work over a seat?Her carefully compiled notes were gone, and there wasn’t a second copy. Arguing wouldn’t bring them back, but Ava wasn’t going to let this slide without giving someone a piece of her mind.Finding Ava wasn’t difficult. In fact, Ava didn’t even try to avoid her. She seemed to be waiting, eager to see
Just as Ava was about to cause a scene, the sound of steady footsteps filled the room. Wilfred strode in, his white coat enhancing his composed, almost ethereal aura. Ava shot Karina a glare, silently committing her to memory, then begrudgingly found another seat. Wilfred’s gaze swept across the room, pausing ever so briefly on Karina before moving on. She wasn’t sure if it was real or just her imagination. “Today, we’ll discuss cellular structures. I’ll start with an example from my doctoral thesis,” Wilfred announced, adjusting the projector. To Karina’s surprise, he was an exceptional lecturer—clear, engaging, and far more comprehensible than many university professors. She listened intently, taking meticulous notes. Yvette peeked over at Karina’s notebook, wide-eyed at the densely packed writing. “Karina, when you eventually get promoted, land a big raise, or go for your doctorate, I promise I won’t be jealous. Truly.”Karina chuckled. “If you need these notes, I can len
Karina glanced at the time and quickly gestured for Yvette to sit down as well. However, barely had they taken their seats when a haughty woman marched up to Karina, her sharp gaze fixed on the chair she was sitting on. “You, get up. I want that seat!” Karina frowned, studying the unfamiliar woman. She didn’t recognize her from the hospital, but the designer jewelry around her neck and the branded bag on her arm screamed wealth. She seemed like the kind of entitled socialite who rarely had to fight for anything, let alone a seat.Unsure if the woman was trying to pick a fight or genuinely wanted the chair, Karina pointed to the open seats nearby. “There are plenty of seats over there. Take one of those.”Then, she lowered her head, dismissing the woman entirely.The woman’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Excuse me? I said I want your seat. Get up. Now!” Not content with words alone, she reached out to pull Karina up by force. Karina, now genuinely angry, shook her off. “I was h
Karina looked slightly surprised. She distinctly remembered that Wilfred wasn’t a drinker. “I thought you avoided alcohol?” Wilfred, ever the epitome of control and composure, preferred to steer clear of anything that dulled his sharpness. Back when they worked at the Birkham Central Hospital, she had seen him reject bottles of expensive wine from people trying to curry favor with him. He sipped his tea slowly before replying, “You’ve started at a new hospital. As your former mentor, I haven’t given you a proper congratulatory gift yet.” “This is… for me?” Karina asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. Wilfred’s gaze was steady as he replied, “Don’t like it? If not, I can send it back and we can find something else later.” He raised his hand to call the server over. “Wait! No need. I like it a lot,” Karina interjected hastily, stopping him in his tracks. The idea of going gift shopping with him later felt uncomfortably like a date. And knowing Wilfred’s personality, w