Chapter 1181
The subordinate was startled by the coldness in the girl's eyes and instinctively looked toward Corvus.
"Step down."
Corvus raised his hand, his gaze landing on Juniper's face. He sneered, "Did you think saving Silas Blackwood and Theia Sommers meant you could just sit back and relax?"
Juniper stared at him lazily, ignoring his question.
"What made you think I'd listen to your advice and just let Silas Blackwood off the hook so easily?"
Corvus sat in his chair, exuding the majestic authority of a king in total control. "Specter, you underestimate me far too much."
"What do you mean?" Sensing something was wrong, Juniper glared at him fiercely.
"After studying medicine for so many years, surely I could invent some useful drugs." Corvus stood up, his tall frame casting a long shadow, chilling the air around them to ice. "If everything goes as planned, Silas Blackwood should be burning up with a high fever right about now."
"Without the antidote, he'll last two days at most."
"And I am the only one who has it."
"You bastard!"
Hearing this, Juniper shot up, trying to lunge at him.
But the iron bars of her cell blocked her way.
"Specter, if you want Silas Blackwood to live, you have to obey my every command."
Corvus took out a pill, placed it on the table, and tapped the surface with his fingertips, creating a sharp, crisp sound. "Whether he lives or dies is entirely up to you."
"Fine."
Juniper's lips twitched as she let out a cold laugh. "Just you wait, Corvus."
With that, she rolled up her sleeve, glared at the stunned doctor, and snapped, "Aren't you here to draw blood? Get over here!"
"Yes."
The doctor's mouth twitched. With trembling hands, he took out a needle and shakily drew two vials of blood.
Throughout the process, Juniper didn't even flinch.
"I'll leave the medicine at a designated location and send word for Silas Blackwood to come and get it."
Corvus stared with satisfaction at the two vials of bright red blood, a smirk playing on his lips. "From now on, Silas will need a dose of the antidote every two days."
"Aren't you Dr. Nocturne, the one who can crack the most difficult gene-modification problems?"
Corvus stepped closer, meeting Juniper's furious glare, and said unhurriedly, "Whenever you succeed in your research, that's when I'll give you all the antidotes."
"But if you dare play any tricks on me halfway through, Silas Blackwood is dead."
"You son of a bitch."
Juniper's eyes were red with fury, staring at him so fiercely she looked ready to bite him.
"Shut up!"
Corvus's gaze instantly turned frosty, his voice dropping to a
dangerous low. "If I hear you t
at me one more time, Silas wont live to see tomorrow!" fo
Son of a bitch.
Son of a bitch.
Son of a bitch.
...
Juniper glared at Corvus, cursing him countless times in her head.
That fierce expression was exactly like her mother's.
It just pissed him off to look at her.
Having
ed the blood samples,
Corvus turned to leave, but Juniper suddenly spoke up againley, you! want food.
"My body is special. If I don't eat enough, my system shuts down, and that will ruin
the blood samples."
Hey, you?
Corvus stopped in his tracks, his teeth grinding in anger. "What do you want to eat?"
"Something simple." Juniper thought
for a moment before answering
slowly
want Eish Meunière Crab
Impérial, Butternut Squash Purée. Seafood Risotto, Stuffed Zucchini..."
Corvus's eyes darkened, a cold smile forming on his face.
Simple?
Did she think she was on a resort vacation, ordering from a fancy menu?
"I want food, I want food, I want food..."
Juniper kept chanting like a monk reciting scriptures.
"Just make it for her!"
Corvus's head pounded, his eyes practically crossing with rage.
How could someone as quiet and peaceful as Theia give birth to a daughter with such an insufferable mouth?!