Chapter 469: Chapter 469
Inside The Black Vault.
Crystal Joyce had been tortured beyond recognition. Her legs were gnawed and mangled by beasts, and her bones were broken one by one, a far cry from the once glamorous socialite.
Hearing the door open, Crystal’s face lit up with a deranged joy as she scrambled towards the door on her hands.
"Damian... You’ve finally come to see me again..."
But upon seeing Serena Everett enter, her eyes instantly turned hateful, as if she wished to tear Serena apart.
"Why is it you... Why is it you, you bitch! Where is Damian? I want to see Damian!"
Serena looked at her coldly, feeling no pity for her current state. It was all her own doing and not worthy of sympathy.
"He won’t be coming to see you."
Crystal whimpered in agony, the malice in her eyes overflowing. Niall Everett
Despite being tortured , Damian Quinn still refused to see her... He was truly heartless to her!
No... It must be this bitch Serena not letting Damian come to see her!
Yes, it must be that way, that’s why Damian wouldn’t come to see her! It was all Serena’s fault, that damned bitch!
Crystal directed all her hatred towards Serena.
It was all this bitch’s fault for ruining her, turning her into a shell of her former self!!!
"Serena, don’t you dare be smug!"
Crystal’s once beautiful face was now a contorted mask of rage, screaming hysterically.
"My fate will be yours! You’ll end up worse than me!"
The organization won’t let her go, and by then, Serena, that bitch, can just wait for death!
At these words, Serena’s sharp gaze fell upon her, full of an imposing pressure.
"I know a lot, but I won’t tell you!" Crystal’s expression grew more frenzied, laughing manically, "I won’t utter a word, even if I die... Serena, I can’t wait to see you end up like me! Hahaha..." Orıginal content can be found at novel·fire·net
Seeing her in this manic state, Serena frowned, deciding not to waste more time on her and spoke coldly.
"Use whatever means necessary to get her to talk."
Silas glanced at the deranged Crystal with a sinister look, then respectfully replied, "Yes, Miss Everett."
In a sinister, dimly lit room, a man in a bizarre mask sat high above, looking down at Doctor Yates kneeling on the floor.
"M-Master, we just received news that the assassination mission to capture Serena failed..."
Doctor Yates’s voice trembled violently, his body quivering softly, obviously terrified of the man’s wrath.
The man’s face was entirely obscured by the strange mask, making his emotions unreadable.
"The mission failed?"
Doctor Yates’s fear deepened, speaking with gritted teeth, "Y-Yes, Master."
They were all seasoned mercenaries who killed without hesitation, with a minor reputation on the dark web’s hit list, yet they failed to capture even a little girl like Serena!
What a group of useless fools!
Hearing this cold laugh, Doctor Yates trembled even more, hastily speaking, "Master, please quell your anger. I will send more people to capture Serena, to present her to you!"
"Who said I was angry?"
The man was not only unangered but burst out laughing instead.
"Hahaha, she’s stronger than I imagined, but the stronger she is, the better it proves the serum injected into her is integrating well in her body. I’m delighted!"
"She will be the most perfect test subject!"