Chapter 1220
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Family?
Hearing that word, a deeply sarcastic smirk curled on Theia’s lips as she spoke slowly. “My parents are probably quite lonely down there. Since you’re so desperate for family, why don’t you go join them?”
Corvus’s smile froze as he stared darkly at the beaming woman.
“But then again, they probably wouldn’t want to see an ungrateful son like you anyway.” Theia sneered, continuing mercilessly. “Corvus, get used to dying alone. You deserve it.”
“Heh.”
Listening to Theia’s biting sarcasm, Corvus ground his back teeth, suppressing his anger. “No wonder Specter has such a sharp tongue. She gets it from you.”
“Is that so?”
Thinking of her daughter, Theia’s heart softened slightly, though her smile remained cold. “Of course my daughter takes after me.”
Corvus felt a pang of discomfort.
It was true.
He was jealous.
Jealous that Silas Blackwood and Theia had produced such a formidable daughter.
An unknown amount of time passed.
The bumpy car ride finally came to a halt.
Theia opened her eyes to see a pristine, beautiful white villa standing by the beach.
It looked exactly like the one Corvus had destroyed over a decade ago.
Only…
Even if it was an exact replica, it was no longer the gift her parents had given her.
“Do you like it?” Corvus opened the car door, gazing at her tenderly.
“I like it about as much as I like a root canal,” Theia replied flatly, standing stiffly.
The art of language was fully displayed at this moment.
Corvus understood the insult, but he didn’t get angry.
She had always had a fiery temper since they were kids.
He was used to it.
“Let’s go inside and take a look.”
Theia stood her ground, her entire body radiating resistance.
“Theia, don’t make me angry.” Corvus waved the detonator in his hand.
If it blew…
She would die right alongside him.
Heh.
Dying with him was a nauseating thought.
Besides…
She was looking forward to the good days ahead; she had no intention of dying.
Theia’s eyes dimmed as she followed him with a cold face.
Soon, Corvus led her into the villa.
It really was a one-to-one recreation, indistinguishable from the original.
The only difference was…
There was another woman in the villa, glaring at her viciously.
Nadia Norwood.
One of her best friends back at the Albia Country’s research facility.
When she and Silas had been
captured and their genes net
extracted to create a child as a tool.. Gontent
Nadia had played a massive role in it.
To this day, Theia still didn’t understand why her best friend had betrayed her.
For fame, fortune, or for a man?
Theia’s gaze swept over the two of them, forming her own conclusions. Probably all of the above.
“Theia, long time no see.” Seeing her, Nadia’s
rep Vanished in at
a friendly say t
betongs
“That shouldn’t be the case.”
Theia looked up, meeting her gaze~~ coldly “During the dozen years I was in Sanctum Holdings
locked up you
should have been seeing me every single day.”
“We’re both playing the same game, so cut the act.”
Nadia was left speechless, her fake smile dropping.
“After all these years, Dr. Sommers still has a sharp tongue.”
Her title had changed.
“You haven’t changed either,” Theia sneered. “Still sickeningly hypocritical.”
Nadia’s eyes grew cold, unable to utter another word.
“Go do your work,” Corvus suddenly interrupted. “I’m taking Theia to see her room.”
Watching them walk away, Nadia slowly clenched her fists.
There was a lab in the villa.
During the fire at the estate last time, she had risked her life to bring back a lot of data.
Thanks to Specter’s “reminders,” they had a general idea of the research direction.
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