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"I do want it, but the Chairman's proposal hasn't been approved yet."

With that thing in hand, there'd be no need to worry about Ian and his crew's fate. Phil's gaze drifted

toward the glass wall.

The wall was rather thick, bulletproof, offering a 360-degree panoramic view. Even the most intimate

acts between two people would unfold under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The humans inside this transparent enclosure lived without dignity, treated like pigs in a pen, even

worse than pigs; they were lab rats, bred for experimentation.

Philip checked on the weapon every few hours, his longing growing stronger each time.

Around its neck was a tiny emerald bead, an ornament it had worn for years - a simple piece of jade, so Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

mundane that the research base didn't bother to remove it. Ironically, this gave the weapon an extra

touch of identity.

It was the only Rocky rodent adorned with any kind of jewelry.

Philip then visited his mentor, only to find her furiously arguing on the phone before slamming it against

the wall.

"Professor?"

Isaac's venomous face softened as she saw her student, and she took a seat nearby.

"Philip, you know that Sarah?"

Sarah was a famed scientist at the base, her hands in many projects. She was the only one the higher-

ups seemed to favor, breaking numerous rules for her. She'd been at the base for over two decades.

"I know of her."

"That witch is always stealing my thunder. I recommended you for promotion, but she shot it down."

Philip frowned; he had never met this person, only heard of her reputation. She was a research fiend,

mostly holed up in the most secretive labs, rarely seen outside.

Her latest creation had pleased the higher-ups greatly. Other than being barred from leaving the base

or contacting the outside world, she enjoyed unparalleled freedom from the higher-ups.

"You're at odds with her, Professor?"

"Not exactly at odds. There was a minor clash years ago, but that's old news."

Isaac clenched her fists, the fierce look in her eyes intensifying.

"You know I can't stand Cynthia. Summer brought her here once."

Philip's pupils shook slightly; Cynthia had been to the facility? Anyone from outside who entered was

never meant to leave - unless as a corpse.

"You've met her here? Any issues? How did she get out?"

Another tale of romantic entanglement. Philip stayed silent, methodically pouring Isaac a cup of tea.

Isaac's fingers traced the rim of the cup, her voice icy.

Isaac's disgust deepened as she spoke, "Summer is revolting, bringing her here with his hidden

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"Professor, did Summer have feelings for Mrs. Abbott?"

A tinge of regret flickered in Philip's eyes. It seemed he had missed this bit of history during his time

away from the base.