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Chapter 176 The next morning, Lionel eagerly led Quindys to another experial site on the outskirts.

In the car, he hummed a tune, a grin tugging at his lips, sending no tigru of the gloom one might expect after committing murder Mariano's facility was an abandoned hospital thar hard later been converted into a warehouse, but inside, the individual rooms still resembled patient wards. The moment they stepped into the Aby, they saw dozens of pregnant women walking around.

"The upper floors are practically filled with them. Enough for you to work with, right?" Lionel boasted But for now, you can only experiment on the ones on the first floor. The ones upstairs are off-limits" "Why?" Quinlyn tilted her head, looking at him.

Lionel hesitated for a second. "Those are orders from premium dients "Okay, Quinlyn responded calmly, certain he was lying, "What is he hiding the wondered "Half of the facility is lab space. You can work here if you want. By the way, I need ten kilograms of powder today. Can you manage that?" Lionel's priority was clear.

Quinlyn nodded and gestured toward Chester. III have him handle it Lionel gave Chester a glance of envy but said nothing, just gave a few final instructions before leaving. Even though Lionel was gone, the bodyguards stayed behind.

Quinlyn walked deeper into the facility. The pregnant women instinctively clutched their bellies and backed away, avoiding eye contact with her.

Just as she was about to enter the hallway, a plump figure appeared at the other end, someone vaguely familiar. "What are you people doing here? No one is allowed in without Mr. Rhodes' orders. Wait, you? What are you doing here?" Lisa's words faltered as she got a clear look at Quinlyn, her jaw dropping in shock.

Lisa's gaze flicked to the bodyguards and the sharp-featured man standing behind Quinlyn. As if she confirmed her suspicions, her face lit up with delight.

Lisa mocked. “Well, look at you! Never thought you'd end up like this. I heard the Wilson family went under. I was wondering where you'd crawl off to. What a coincidence! You finally landed right in my hands.

"Sir, should we take her to Lab Three? She's so tiny. Has she even fully developed yet? She hasn't even had her first period, has she? But a little medication should fix that." Chester blinked in confusion, glancing around before pointing at himself. "Are you asking me?" "Of course. Aren't you with Mr. Rhodes? He hated the Wilson family. He always said that if they ever fell, he'd personally hand over a few of them to me. I just didn't expect it to happen so soon." Lisa's voice carried a hint of sweetness.

Chester was momentarily stunned.

"Let's go to Lab Three, Quinlyn ordered, continuing forward with the bodyguards, paying Lisa no attention.

Lísa despised Quinlyn's arrogance. Without hesitation, she reached out to shove her. "You're already stuck in a place like this, and you still act high and mighty? From now on, you move only when I say so. You do only what I allow." But before she could touch Quinlyn, the usually silent bodyguard suddenly struck, flinging her aside with force.

1/3 12:21 Fri, 28 Mar Chapter 176 ☐ +5 Thud! "Ah-" Lisa yelped as her back slammed into the wall.

Chester snorted, clearly enjoying the sight. "Who do you think you are? Hate to break it to you, but Quinlyn is in charge here now. If you want to keep our job, you better start listening to her." "What? No! I don't believe you. I'm going to Mr. Rhodes." Lisa winced from the pain, but her defiance remained. "Mr. Rhodes? You're probab not going to see him ever again." Chester had a natural talent for intimidation, his voice dripping with mockery. "If you really want to find him, you might have to go straight to hell." Lisa froze, confusion flickering across her face. Then, for the first time, she noticed that the bodyguards' uniforms were different. A wave of terror crashed over her.

"No! No, you're lying. Mr. Rhodes is too powerful. He promised to buya house." she said.

Quinlyn paused, turning back to look at her. Lisa's face was pale, her arms wrapped protectively around her stomach. her arms wrapped protectively around her stomach.

Quinlyn took a step closer, staring at her intently. "Are you pregnant again?" The very next second, blood seeped through Lisa's stockings. She let out a pained gasp, doubling over as she lost her balance.

She reached forward, trying to grab Quinlyn's shoulders for support. Quinlyn stepped back.

"Agh! It hurts! Help me!" Lisa collapsed onto the floor, her face turning ghostly white.

Quinlyn crouched down, lowering her gaze to Lisa, and asked calmly, "Where is your first child?" Lisa's expression stiffened for a moment. It seemed like she was recalling something, but she quickly shook her head. "That child died at birth. This is my second. Please, help me." At this point, Lisa could only gamble on Quinlyn's sympathy.

But after staring at her in silence for over ten seconds, Quinlyn simply stood up and turned away without hesitation, continuing forward.

"No! Don't go! The child is innocent! You cannot be this heartless! I will die, Quinlyn!" Lisa's voice echoed down the corridor.

At first, it was pleading.

But when Lisa saw Quinlyn enter the laboratory, she snapped, "You devil! You are just watchingdie! You were born wicked! You little beast! You will not die in peace! None of you will! "What did I do wrong? That bastard tricked me! He toldthat if I had his child, he would marry me! I finally got pregnant, and now he's throwninto this hellhole! Do you think I wanted this? Help me! Someone, help me!" The glass walls were not soundproof. Quinlyn heard every single word clearly, but her face remained unreadable. Chester felt a pang of unease. But he had already chosen to trust Quinlyn, and acting rashly now would be dangerous.

They were in this together; one wrong move could send everything spiraling out of control.

Inside Lab Three, the research focused on stem cells.

Quinlyn examined the chemical composition of the drugs. It was nearly identical to what had been found in the deceased Laura. She had not expected to stumble upon a lead so quickly.

Looking at the manufacturing data on the drugs, she turned to the researchers. “With this much product, what's the success rate?" 2/3 12:21 Fri, 28 Mar ** Chapter 176 80% The researchers had already been briefed about her arrival, and after witnessing her methods, none of them dared to lie.

+5 They reported truthfully, "There have been 210 test subjects so far. Only 23 have been successful. The success rate is below BOX That meant there had already been 210 victims. And it was unknown how many had died, how many had suffered permanent damage.

Even for those who successfully gave birth, there was no guarantee that the lingering chemicals would not harm the newborns.

The researchers chuckled. "That's exactly why we run trials on regular people first. We need to refine the formula before offering the final product to our premium clients." The lower-class were lab rats. The wealthy enjoyed the perfected results. It was an unspoken rule.

Standing by the door, Chester clenched his jaw. He wanted punch every single wanted to m of grinning researchers. They were worse than animals.

Quinlyn traced her fingers over the data log. After a few seconds shel gave the researchers a few words of n encouragement before leaving. A project of this scale, involving so many test subjects, could not possibly be supported by just one corner store. There had to be multiple corner stores collecting women for this. Her first step was to find all their locations. Out in the hallway, Lisa had already been dragged into one of the labs.

Those pregnant women passing through the lobby did not offer her any sympathy. No one tried to help her. Because once, Lisa had been the executioner in this place.

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