"Our plan was simple. We wanted to conduct research on this chemical and develop the greatest bio-weapon in the whole world, gaining global acknowledgment, that's all," Alan said. "But we never imagined that this thing would be worth five billion dollars per bottle, desired by virtually every country. It has turned into our death warrant."He continued, "George lost his life because of this. Similarly, I almost got killed by bandits yesterday. I don't want it anymore; you can take it."While listening to Alan's words, Nathan fell into deep thought. He still couldn't believe that the person known as "Winkler" turned out to be a young girl.Cole, on the other hand, was busy listening and recording Alan's statements. After Alan was done speaking, Cole continued his barrage of questions. "Where is Mila from?""Sunterland.""How old is she?""I'm not sure. But I heard from George that she developed the first batch of hydronium when she was only 19, and the chemical is named after
Alan nodded. "Yes. But I'm unable to understand its principles at all. Without Mila, this thing is worthless."Nathan glanced at Alan and observed him closely. After a while, he stood up with the bottle in hand and said to Cole, "Let him name a price. I'm buying this thing."Then, Nathan promptly left the room.Alan panicked, quickly standing up and shaking his head. "No need. You don't need to pay me."However, Nathan was long gone. Cole approached Alan, saying seriously, "This thing is valued at five billion dollars per bottle. As long as it doesn't exceed that price, you can name any amount you like."Alan was stunned, finding it hard to believe that he could name any price below five billion dollars. After his retirement, his family had been facing financial difficulties, and his wife needed money for medical treatment. Life was tough, so he thought of selling this thing after boarding the ship.It had never crossed his mind that he would get billions of dollars. Even if he
Nathan responded calmly, "I'll have to trouble you to take her home. She caused a huge scene at the military base last time, and now the researchers in the research department hold deep grudges against her. I can't handle it."Upon hearing this, Sally rushed over to him and huffed, "Nate, I don't want to go home. I also want to watch the drills."Nathan's attitude was firm as he commanded, "Go home with your uncle. Don't let your grandparents worry."Having said that, he led Suzanne toward the heavily armed military convoy.Sally watched Suzanne and Nathan leave with the convoy in a grand procession, a look of discontent on her face. She bit her lip and clenched her fists. Unknowingly, a fierce glint crossed her eyes.Wendy awkwardly smiled. "Well, um... Sally, let's take your uncle's car back."Ignoring Wendy, Sally forced out through gritted teeth, "Oliver, drive me to the military headquarters."However, Oliver's attitude was extremely indifferent. "I have to work tomorrow;
Suzanne knew he was pointing out that Sally was chasing after them.Thinking of the affectionate moments between Nathan and Sally at the military base, along with Nathan's care and concern for Sally, extreme discomfort pierced her heart.Suzanne lowered her head and chose not to say another word.Nathan gazed at her melancholic profile, and his deep eyes became somber while his eyebrows slightly furrowed.A sense of uneasiness lingered within him as he wondered if she was that unwilling to be with him, and whether she was thinking about Oliver.After a brief internal struggle, Nathan couldn't bear seeing her distressed any longer. He asked at last, "Where would you like to get off?"Suzanne bit her lip and a wave of sadness surged in her as she realized that in the end, he was letting her get out of the car."Anywhere is fine," she muttered.In the front passenger seat, Cole hurriedly chimed in, "Madam, we're on the highway; we can't stop the car."Lucas, who was driving atten
At the frontiers was the Norvanian military headquarters.The convoy gradually entered the heavily fortified weapons production base, stopping in front of a luxurious skyscraper.Suzanne had not been here before. After getting out of the vehicle, she followed Nathan into the building, taking the elevator directly to the top floor.In the spacious conference room, dozens of individuals in various uniforms stood in a line and bowed as they greeted Nathan, "General Morrison."Suzanne was surprised to see that among these men and women, some were in white lab coats, some in military combat uniforms, and others in technical research attire. Additionally, many of the rest wore uniforms she couldn't recognize. Presumably, leaders from all the military departments were present.Nathan, with his usual stern and cold demeanor, took his seat at the head of the table.Lucas ushered Suzanne to the lounge next to the conference room and served her coffee. "Madam, General Morrison has an urge
Nathan's face was exceptionally gloomy and his eyes were filled with distress. As he tried to catch his breath, his chest heaved unevenly.Suzanne had never witnessed Nathan in such a panicked state and was momentarily stunned.From the time Nathan entered the ward, he didn't utter a word.Suzanne cleared her throat and spoke softly, "I have to thank Mr. Vega for his timely rescue. I'm fine now."Nathan remained silent, his rapid breathing showing no signs of calming down.Suzanne felt extremely intimidated by his behavior. The gradually enveloping hostility that radiated from him sent shivers down her spine.She proceeded to raise her injured hands and explained patiently, "The assailant tried to stab my chest with a dagger. I had no choice but to use my hands to stop it, and the dagger veered off. The doctor said it's just a flesh wound; it will heal soon."Looking at Suzanne's hands that were wrapped in bandages, Nathan slowly clenched his fists. The chilling sound of his knu
After regaining his composure, Nathan realized that he had overreacted and responded excessively.He stood up and cleared his throat. Then, Nathan asked solemnly, "Tell me, what do you remember about the person who did this? Was it a man or a woman?"Suzanne thought seriously for a moment before shaking her head. "He was dressed in all black, wearing a black hat and a black mask. I couldn't see his face."Nathan continued, "What about his height and build?""He—"Just then, an urgent voice interrupted Suzanne."Nate! Nate!"Sally rushed into the ward, looking bewildered. "Nate, there you are! I just arrived and the place is heavily guarded. Everyone's busy investigating something. What's going on?"Suzanne lowered her head in annoyance, suddenly feeling at a loss for words.Then, Sally turned to Suzanne on the bed, widening her eyes with an exaggerated expression of shock.She asked sarcastically, "Oh my God, Suzanne! You're injured? What happened? Why are you injured? Who d
Nathan's face darkened as he seethed with anger. "Revealing other people's past scandals, digging into their weaknesses, and mocking them to their face—Is that how you should behave?""But I was just speculating that her attempted murder might be connected to her past relationships."Furious, Nathan berated her in an icy tone. "You could've just said so instead of giving a lengthy dissertation no one asked for."Sally pouted. "Nate, I know I was wrong. I didn't mean it. I spoke without thinking. Please don't be angry."Bullshit. It was clear she intentionally said all that to personally attack Suzanne.Nathan grabbed her arm, continuing to walk out of the field hospital while instructing, "I'll have someone escort you home. Don't come back again."Sally struggled to pull her hand away, saying, "Nate, I'm not leaving. I just got here, and I want to stay with you.""I don't need your company.""Nate, let go of me. I'm not leaving!" Sally was rudely dragged away; her struggle wa