Chapter 993
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Luella immediately begins transferring the funds out of her account on her phone. *What if they try to rob us? Gotta secure the bag.*
Juniper remains unbothered, her eyes roaming the facility with sharp interest. They haven’t just built skyscrapers hidden in the mountains; they have a massive underground lab. While she hasn’t seen the full layout, her heightened senses of hearing and smell give her enough clues.
Sanctum Holdings is running medical experiments down here.
So the man they have captive is a test subject? And the woman is likely a doctor.
*Scum. Absolute monsters.*
Just as Juniper is mentally cursing Corvus Thorne’s entire bloodline, the man himself steps into the hall.
“Dr. Nocturne, would you be interested in a partnership?” Corvus sits across from her, a cigarette between his fingers, his eyes locked onto hers from behind his mask. “Rest assured, the compensation will be astronomical. If we succeed, it’s not just about money. You’ll have whatever you desire in this world. Everyone will answer to you.”
“What kind of partnership is that lucrative?” Juniper picks up an apple from the table and takes a loud, crunchy bite.
“Genetics,” Corvus replies cryptically. “Here is my card. Reach out when you’ve made up your mind.”
With Silas and Theia, plus Dr. Nocturne on board, his research would advance at an unstoppable pace.
“No thanks.” Juniper barely glances at the card, which is completely blank save for a phone number. She stands up. “Luella, let’s roll.”
“You got it.”
Luella follows her lead. Before they take more than a few steps, Corvus calls out again. “You won’t even consider it? This is a guaranteed victory.”
“Is that right?” Juniper’s lips curve into an icy smirk. “Too bad. I’m not short on cash.”
And she certainly isn’t going to get into bed with a degenerate like him. Gene modification? Forging the world into submission? It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what kind of twisted game he’s playing.
Now that she thinks about it, his alliance with Subterra Vanguard to attack the
Schwartz Group in Borealia must be tied to this genetic project.
“Don’t rush your decision. Take all the time you need,” Corvus says, watching them walk out.
One of his subordinates hesitates before asking, “Sir, the doctor is incredibly sharp. Aren’t you worried he might leak our plans to Specter?”
“Specter refuses to show his face and only communicates through proxies,” Corvus replies, elegantly sipping his coffee after pulling off his mask. “But we know Specter loves money. Faced with limitless wealth and absolute power don’ believe he won’t take the bait.”
Wealth and power. And the opportunity to crush his mortal enemy, the boss of Sigma Network.
If Specter agrees, taking Dr.
Nocturne will be child’s play. If he declines, it just means grabbing Dr Nocturne a little later. With the doctor’s eventual involvement and Silas now awake… his research will inevitably succeed. Controlling Subterra Vanguard and Borealia is only a matter of time.
“Understood,” the subordinate nods, though he privately feels that neither Subterra Vanguard nor this Dr. Nocturne seems like an easy target.
Just then, another operative rushes into the room. “Sir, we have a location on one of Silas Blackwood’s children.”
“Where?” Corvus shoots up from his chair, a rare thrill of excitement flashing across his face.
“Liberty Island,” the operative reports respectfully. “She’s married to the leader of the island.”
He hands over a photograph of Celine Sherwin. Seeing the unmistakable sixty- percent resemblance to Theia, Corvus recognizes her instantly. She is undeniably Theia’s daughter.
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