The middle-aged man was named Artie Morrison. He glanced toward the pharmaceutical factory from time to time. He was obviously waiting for someone.After about ten minutes, a young woman in business attire walked quickly out of the front doors of the pharmaceutical factory. She looked to either side and hurried into an alley down the street when she was sure that no one had noticed her. The woman was Lisa Lovell, and she was the manager of the factory's production hall."Have you investigated thoroughly?" Artie asked in a low voice as he looked around warily. "Yes. The Whitney that you're looking for is probably the 'Ms. Sutton' that the factory manager talked about," Lisa answered in a low voice. "Will you be able to lure her to the mouth of the alley?" Artie asked as he pointed at an even smaller alley in the distance."I'll try my best. After all, I'm only the manager of the production hall. It won't be easy to think of a reason," Lisa said reluctantly. "You can't just tr
Whitney frowned slightly as she glanced at Lisa. She could see that there was something odd in Lisa's expression.She said quickly, "Don't hide it from me. Is your mother very ill? How about I call Sebastian right now so that he can go with you to have a look?" As Whitney spoke, she pulled out her phone and called Sebastian. She told him about Lisa's situation and instructed him to help her no matter what. After all, Lisa was the manager of the production hall, and her main responsibility involved production. If she became distracted because of such a small issue, it would be sure to affect the first batch of drugs that would be handed over to the military. "I'll take him to see her tomorrow, and I'll drive both of you to the hospital together. He's already promised to treat her," Whitney said, smiling."How could I accept that, Ms. Sutton?" Lisa's frown tightened. She felt so ashamed that she didn't dare to look Whitney in the eyes."Oh, it's nothing. Don't think too much, an
If they could follow the trail and get rid of the Sanguis Cult's den in Sartvale, it would be a fitting revenge for Gavin's fallen comrades. "No. I'd better go over to Whitney's," Rose said as she stood up. She slipped her dagger and a few blades into her sleeves.Rose had been the first person Sebastian had thought of, but he hadn't been able to bring himself to ask her to go and protect Whitney. Rose had a natural advantage. As she was a woman, it would be perfectly convenient for her to be with Whitney at all times. Sebastian also trusted Rose's capabilities in stalking and deception, so he nodded and said, "That would be the best. However…" He paused before saying, "It would be better to take them alive.""I'll do my best!" Rose said as she walked out. Not long after she left, Sebastian received a call from the sanatorium. Liam said heavily over the phone, "Seb, my grandfather is kicking up a fuss about taking your medicinal potion. He won't even listen to the doctor no
Sebastian nodded and smiled at Wyatt in greetings. Wyatt finally sat down in his chair and said, "Well, tell me why I can't drink alcohol.""Of course you can. Why not?" Sebastian chuckled."Seb!" Liam shot him a meaningful look. "Liam, Mr. Holman Senior is allowed to drink alcohol. Things that are pungent are good for the lungs, and alcohol can help. Why shouldn't he drink it?" Sebastian explained to Liam. "Sebastian, your medical skills are as advanced as ever. What you said makes sense. Come, let's shake hands. After that, we must have a few drinks together." Wyatt got up and shook Sebastian's hand heartily. Sebastian was his savior! That bunch of doctors in white coats had all refused to allow him to drink. Sebastian was the only one who supported him, so Wyatt immediately thought of him as a close friend. "Mr. Ballard, is Mr. Holman Senior really allowed to have alcohol in his condition?" Jonah asked worriedly."Yes, but he's only allowed to have elderflower wine. Add s
Liam also put down his glass and stared intently at Wyatt.Wyatt's stance represented the entire Holman family. If Wyatt gave his support, Liam could forge ahead without any worries. "As long as it's related to the Sanguis Cult, then kill them! Rid us completely of that evil!" Wyatt said through gritted teeth, clenching his fists."I understand," Liam said, nodding heavily. "You don't have to worry about the Sloanes. I'm an old man, but I have some favors to call in among the higher-ups. "If they dare to stand with the Sanguis Cult, then it means that they are openly standing against me and my old pals, and all of Crestborne. You don't need to show any mercy to those who betray their people!" Wyatt's steely voice echoed in the hall.He added, "However, there's one more thing. You must not kill the innocent. You need to have evidence for everything." After all, the Sloanes were not an ordinary family. That was why they would have to have an airtight plan with clear evidence.
As night fell, Arctic Snow Group's pharmaceutical factory slowly emptied. There were only a few security guards on the night shift who were left."Ms. Sutton, please wait," Lisa stuck her head out of her office and called out as Whitney walked out of the office."What is it?" Whitney asked, stopping in her tracks. "Ms. Sutton, I just want to thank you. Shall we have dinner together?" Lisa asked. She took her trench coat down from the rack and came out of her office. She could have gone home hours ago, but she had stayed in the office to wait for Whitney to come out."It's alright. I'm going to eat at home." Whitney smiled at her. She hadn't seen Sebastian for days, and she did miss him a little. For some reason, ever since she had started living together with Sebastian again, memories of their marriage together had kept flashing up in her mind."Ms. Sutton, I also have a few questions that I'd like your advice on," Lisa said. She took out a document folder and held it out to
"Whitney, was that woman from your factory? It doesn't seem like it," Zane asked as he drove."She's the manager of the production hall. She just wants to buy me a meal," Whitney answered, sounding slightly annoyed."Whitney, you've got to be wary of her," Zane said seriously."What do you mean by that?" Whitney was irritated. Firstly, Zane had scared her half to death and had insisted that she leave quickly, and now he was meddling in her relationships with her colleagues at the factory.Even Sebastian didn't try to interfere with these things. So, what right did Zane have to try and interfere?"Later, that woman—" Zane still did not know how to address Rose."Which woman?" Whitney said angrily, looking impatient. "The female assassin. When she gets back, you'll know why," Zane explained hurriedly."Her?" Whitney couldn't help frowning."Yes. Actually, Seb wasn't the one who asked me to come and pick you up. It was her. She told me to bring you home and wait for her there."
Rose giggled and played with her hair. Her fingers found the blade hidden in her collar, and she held it tightly between her index finger and middle finger.One of the men approached her, and her slender fingers brushed lightly across his neck. From a distance, it looked as if Rose was embracing him, but when she moved her hand away from his neck toward another one of the men in the army fatigues, the first man fell to the ground, clutching his neck.She had cut his windpipe with frightening accuracy in just one slash, but she had not cut open any blood vessels. The first man stopped breathing without shedding a single drop of blood.In just the blink of an eye, five men had fallen. Artie was aghast, and he quickly reached for the gun around his waist. However, he had only just pulled out the gun when he felt a chill on his wrist. His entire right hand had been cut off, and the gun fell into Rose's hand."How can a bunch of losers like you try to commit murder?" Rose toyed with