Chapter 520

[When did Hotmesh publish the data?]

[Didn't you check your phone?]

[We only found out after we were called about it. I mean, we are the leading research center for cardiovascular diseases, but Hotmesh somehow beat us to publish that data. What is that if not a slap on our collective faces? Can we even maintain our reputation from now on?]

[Yeah.]

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[Is that milk… spiked?]

[You catch on quick. Yes, I spiked it—the caller just now insisted that I bring you in. The investigation concluded that you were the one who stole our data, and if I don't bring you in, my whole career would be over. This is my only option if I don't want to be fired before my retirement.]

[Give up already. I knew you're sharp, so I kept the dosage at a level where you'd never notice until you lost consciousness completely.]

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The lip-reading script was enough for Isaac to get the picture—Irene must have stolen vital research data from Mead Clinic, and was covertly taken back to Minerva.

The world certain