Chapter 502: Chapter 502
The Netherworld Syndicate.
Lucas Laine waited anxiously outside the laboratory, his handsome face full of worry.
It’s been over an hour, and yet Master and the others still haven’t come out...
"Vice Alliance Hierarch, something’s wrong..."
A guard hurried over.
Lucas Laine’s expression was grave, his displeased gaze falling upon him.
"Vice Alliance Hierarch, Damian Quinn is here!"
The guard quickly spoke up.
Upon hearing Damian Quinn’s name, Lucas Laine’s face turned even colder, his hoarse voice carrying an endless chill.
"He still has the nerve to come!"
He had consented to Serena leaving with him, but he hadn’t protected her!
Sensing Lucas Laine’s fiery anger, the guard couldn’t help but shrink back in fear and continue.
"Vice Alliance Hierarch, not only did Damian Quinn come, but he also declared that if we don’t hand over the Alliance Hierarch, he’ll flatten our Netherworld Syndicate!"
Lucas Laine sneered, his whole demeanor exuding a strong sense of menace.
"I want to see how he plans to flatten the Netherworld Syndicate!"
Looking at the man before them, the hidden guards of the Netherworld Syndicate were on high alert, watching him warily. Read complete versıon only at novel⦿fire.net
It’s not their fault for being intimidated; the man’s presence was simply too overwhelming and chilling.
"I’ll say it one last time, hand over Serena!"
At this moment, Damian Quinn’s captivating eyes were terrifyingly sinister, with a tempestuous aura of destruction swirling in them.
A nameless fear arose in everyone’s hearts, causing them to instinctively step back.
Lucas Laine arrived to witness this scene, coldly sweeping his gaze over them, scolding them harshly.
These were supposed to be the elite trained by the Netherworld Syndicate, yet now they were scared by Damian Quinn to this pathetic state!
Upon hearing this, the hidden guards lowered their heads in shame.
Upon seeing Damian Quinn, Lucas Laine’s face darkened to an extreme, unable to contain the anger welling up within him, as his fist struck hard towards his face.
"You still want to see Serena? You’re not worthy!"
Damian Quinn deftly dodged his punch, his brows and eyes icy, emanating a strong killing intent.
"Where have you taken Serena?"
"I said, you’re not worthy to see Serena again!"
With his punch evaded by Damian Quinn, Lucas Laine’s jaw clenched tightly, his gaze upon him was one of murderous intent.
"Do you know how dangerous it was for Serena today?"
Upon hearing that the girl faced danger, Damian Quinn’s dark pupils shrank sharply: "What did you say?!"
"Serena’s X Potion side effects erupted, and she was injected with a catalyst by the DY Organization, amplifying the pain of the side effects a hundredfold. Where were you when Serena was most helpless?!"
Lucas Laine stared at him intently, the anger in his eyes was unmistakable.
"If Master and I hadn’t arrived in time, Serena would have been taken away by the DY Organization!"
At the thought of Serena almost being taken by the DY Organization, Lucas Laine still felt a lingering fear.
The DY Organization is insane, infamous for experimenting on humans. If Serena fell into their hands... the consequences would be unimaginable!
"X Potion side effects erupted?"
Lucas Laine’s every word was like a sharp knife stabbing into Damian Quinn’s heart, causing him suffocating pain.
The girl had been hiding it from him all along... and he hadn’t even noticed!
He had really listened to her, not taking her with him, leaving her alone in a dangerous situation...
The veins on the man’s forehead bulged, overwhelmed by intense remorse, his voice even trembling.
"I want to see Serena..."
Lucas Laine sharply interrupted him, "Dream on!"
"Those who block me will die."
The man’s captivating eyes turned blood-red, like a beast driven mad, ferocious and terrifying.
Lucas Laine was unwavering, his gaze sharp and cold as it landed on him.
"This is the territory of the Netherworld Syndicate."
The tension between the two was escalating, the atmosphere becoming increasingly charged, ready to explode at any moment.
Just then, a hoarse and utterly weary voice sounded.
Hearing this familiar voice, Lucas Laine froze, then turned around in disbelief to look at him.
"Master, what did you say?!"
Didn’t Master have a bone-deep hatred for Damian Quinn, wanting nothing more than to kill him? And he hadn’t protected Serena, wasn’t qualified to see her again!
But why would Master consent to letting Damian Quinn step into the Netherworld Syndicate again?
Winston Winslow looked utterly exhausted, his face even paler than before, clearly drained from treating Serena Everett.
"Serena needs him by her side now."
More than anyone, he didn’t want Damian Quinn near Serena.
But Serena was his most cherished disciple. He had long treated her like his own daughter, and even in a coma, she muttered Damian Quinn’s name unconsciously.
He never expected Serena’s feelings for him to be so deep...
How could he not be heartbroken?
Upon hearing this, Lucas Laine instantly understood his meaning. Thinking of Serena Everett in a coma, unconscious but still murmuring Damian Quinn’s name.
His heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, the pain almost suffocating him.
But ultimately, he stepped aside, his gaze dim as he slowly spoke.
"Master, I understand."
Watching him willing to endure his own pain, not wanting Serena to feel any sadness, Winston Winslow sighed heavily in his heart.
If only the one Serena loved was Lucas...
"Serena is in the laboratory, the side effects of the X Potion have been temporarily suppressed, but she’s still not awake..."
Before Winston Winslow could finish speaking, Damian Quinn couldn’t wait any longer, his eyes filled with impatience and worry as he quickly walked towards the laboratory.
Watching Damian Quinn’s anxious and hurried figure, Winston Winslow’s gaze turned exceptionally complex.
A person’s worry and anxiety can’t be faked; he truly cared for Serena... It was clear his feelings for Serena were in no way less than Serena’s for him...
Serena and he were mutually affectionate, it should have been a perfect match, but why did he have to be Tristan Quinn’s son!
On one side was the tragic death of his wife and daughter, and on the other side, Serena’s happiness. Winston Winslow’s eyes were a mix of hatred and hesitation, his head pounded with pain, no longer able to hold his weakened body.
Fortunately, Lucas Laine was quick to support him, "Master, your health is already poor, and you’ve strained yourself for so long. I’ll take you back to rest now!"
Winston Winslow pushed away Lucas Laine’s support, forcing himself to stay strong, but his complexion was dauntingly grim.
He didn’t want to make Serena sad, but his wife and daughter were so innocent!
They were just at home, preparing a birthday surprise for him, yet they were brutally murdered. If he doesn’t avenge them, how could he face them in the afterlife?