The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Mr. Iverson, are you afraid?"
Clarice snorted. "Even I know clearly about the things you did in Sentania. Now, we're just searching for someone to sacrifice for
a cause that would benefit generations to come. Mr. Iverson, are you hesitant?” Christopher's dark gaze shot toward the
woman's mocking and contemptuous face.
No, this woman was not at all like Bella. Bella was the only ray of light in his dark life-the beautiful butterfly fluttering around in his
cold and hellish world.
Bella was his angel, while Clarice was merely a cold-blooded tool that Sir found-beautiful, obedient, and handy.
"Clarice, don't say that. After all, it's a human life. It's reasonable for Mr. Iverson to have concerns." The man's voice was gentle,
but the underlying threat was not to be ignored.
Christopher's breath hitched, and he said in a low voice, "I'll complete the task you've given me, Sir."
"Thank you, Mr. Iverson. When you start the experiment, I'll need you to assign someone to record the data and observe the
subject's reaction. Clarice will send you the details in two days." The man's smile deepened, obviously satisfied with
Christopher's answer.
"Sir, I'd like to ask, are there any side effects to DAD0044?" Christopher pushed his glasses with a cautious gaze.
"Mental confusion and convulsion are the more obvious ones. We're still observing the hidden side effects."
Clarice rubbed her chin as if she were thinking. "Hmm..... It's similar to a drug addict's relapse.”
Christopher's hands gradually clenched on his lap. "Sir, forgive my question, but why don't you do it in Meridan? The regulations
there are not as strict as in Savrow, and I'm in a deadlock with Bella and Justin, which you know. They might be monitoring all of
my movements. Although I'm more than willing to serve you, my situation now isn't great. I'm afraid it might hinder your plans."
"Our base is here. I don't want any problems to arise in my territory, affecting my plans. I want you carry out the experiment in
Savrow as a fallback plan for us."
"Fallback plan?"
"If necessary, we can shove the trouble onto the Larson family."

Being a smart man, Christopher had already understood what to do.
"I've also found a suitable subject for you. DAD0044's side effects are similar to drug withdrawal symptoms, so if people who
take drugs are injected with it, we could cover it up as a drug relapsedt will not raise suspicion from the police."
Christopher nodded, feeling enlightened. "I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Sir."
"Checkmate. Good game, Mr. Iverson."
The crystal chess piece dropped onto the board, signaling Christopher's defeat.
Christopher curled his lips in admiration and helplessness, knowing that it was a hint for him to leave. He stood up respectfully.
"Sir, it's about time. I won't disturb your rest any longer. I know you like antiques, so I prepared a special gift for you."
As he spoke, he clapped his hands.
The door slowly opened from both sides, and Yvonne walked in elegantly, holding a box made of purple sandalwood.
Staring at the face with a striking resemblance to Bella, Clarice's eyes flashed with a glint of vicious light.