Eugene Morgan looked at the small silver case in the woman's hands, then took his leave.
"Ma'am, isn't this too risky?" the man beside her asked with concern.
The smile on the woman's face slowly faded, and a cold light seemed to flash in her azure eyes.
"That is precisely why we must see if he is truly loyal to Sir."
The woman's voice was no longer soft, but had become considerably sterner.
IBG Group has six overseas laboratories in total. Three have already been destroyed. We cannot afford any further losses.
The man's expression grew solemn.
***
As the last glimmer of sunset faded, the city's lights began to shine.
In the interrogation room, bright as day, Victor Trent sat calmly on one side of the table. His eyes were closed, as if he were asleep.
"Master Trent, thank you for your cooperation. You may leave now," Alec said with a friendly smile as he pushed open the door to the interrogation room.
