Watching how perfectly they fit together, Lucas Laine lowered his eyes, a heavy bitterness welling up inside him.
They were so in sync, as if nothing could tear them apart...
Winston Winslow also looked at them with a complex gaze, but soon, he regained his icy demeanor, his gaze towards Damian Quinn filled with intense hatred.
"Master, I want to talk to you..."
Before Serena Everett could finish her sentence, she was coldly interrupted by Winston Winslow’s livid face.
"Serena, if you’re here to plead for him, then you need not say more!"
The vengeance for his wife and daughter’s tragic deaths must be exacted!
Seeing Winston Winslow’s emotions on the brink of losing control, Serena spoke quickly, "Master, we found Walter Coleman!"
Hearing this, a look of surprise indeed flashed across Winston Winslow’s face, his tone tinged with a hint of incredulity, "After he left that year, even I couldn’t find him, yet you’ve managed to track him down!"
"We went through a lot of trouble to trace his whereabouts..." Serena’s expression was serious, "Master, these years Walter Coleman changed his identity and lived under an alias, how could a normal person live this way, don’t you find it suspicious?"
Hearing these words, Winston Winslow fell into silence.
Back then, it was Walter Coleman who accused Tristan Quinn of murdering his wife and daughter. Consumed with immense hatred, he didn’t doubt the accusation, but over the years, he noticed discrepancies upon reflection, yet he could never find Walter Coleman again!
He is indeed suspicious...
Seeing Winston Winslow’s wavering, Serena continued, "Master, please give us a chance to uncover the truth of what happened all those years ago and avenge our mistress!"
"Alright, I’ll give you this opportunity!"
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"If it turns out again that the one who killed my wife and daughter was Tristan Quinn, then the father’s debt will be repaid by the son. I will personally kill his son to avenge my grudge!"
In the dark basement, the man was furious, his face beneath the mask so dark it could drip ink.
"A bunch of fools! Such a perfect opportunity and you didn’t bring Serena Everett back!"
"Master, please calm down..."
Doctor Yates, terrified, knelt on the ground, his body trembling incessantly, speaking shakily.
Seeing his cowardly appearance, the man’s face beneath the mask grew even darker, as he viciously kicked him.
"Useless! Walter Coleman was taken away, yet you failed to capture Serena Everett,"
Doctor Yates was kicked hard and hit the ground, the pain on his body causing his face to change drastically, but he dared not make a sound, crying out.
"Master, we had already captured Serena Everett, but unexpectedly, she had ties to The Netherworld Syndicate, and that’s how she was rescued by their people!"
"If we hadn’t retreated quickly, even we would have been captured by The Netherworld Syndicate..."
The Netherworld Syndicate...
The man’s expression grew even darker, the Buddha Beads in his hand crushed, clearly furious to the extreme.
Seeing this, Doctor Yates’ fear deepened, and he spoke quickly, "However, Master, this operation wasn’t entirely fruitless!"
The man’s impatient voice echoed.
Doctor Yates dared not delay and spoke immediately, "Master, I discovered that Serena Everett is also experiencing side effects. In theory, a successful specimen shouldn’t display side effects... Her research value is tremendous. As long as we capture her for live research, the final experiment is bound to succeed!"