NovelBookChapter 1653: "If you have the means, could you helpretrieve the antibiotics from him? This discovery could significantly advance treatment for many diseases and greatly benefit Mogluylia," Elva earnestly implored.
"I wouldn't trouble you if the new antibiotics weren't so crucial." As a Mogluylia native who had developed the new antibiotics in a foreign university lab, Elva knew the odds were against her homeland ever benefiting from her discovery without intervention. Despite the long odds, she remained hopeful. Discovering effective antibiotics was often serendipitous, and she hadn't...
Elva hadn't anticipated such a groundbreaking outcfrom her randomly chosen research project. Otherwise, she might not have conducted her work in a foreign lab.
"Okay, I'll handle this," Harlee responded affirmatively. While she recognized the moral ambiguities involved, she was prepared to take drastic measures if it meant aiding the underprivileged in Mogluylia who lacked access to adequate healthcare.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtElva nodded in gratitude.
Choosing not to join them for dinner, Elva announced her decision to return to school. The car lapsed back into silence afterward.
After the car pulled over at the university, Elva hopped out and sprinted away as if fleeing.
Back in the car, Harlee turned to Rhys, her expression playful yet contemplative.
"Honey, are you ready to joinin this somewhat dubious venture?" Rhys placed his hand over hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze, and smiled warmly.
gvlnovs, the heart of fiction "It would be my utmost honor." Harlee's smile broadened. She leaned closer to him, crossed her legs over his, and murmured, "I'm tired." "I'll give you a massage." A series of rustling sounds followed from the back seat. Patrick, driving, hesitated momentarily, his hands tightening on the steering wheel as his lips twitched with an indescribable expression. Things were getting... He had yet to fully grasp the dynamics of this couple.
It was past midnight.
In the study of the seaside villa, Karl stood before the desk with a respectful demeanor, speaking in a low voice.
"Mr. Green, I've uncovered that Celine had planned to drug your wife tonight at the Moonlit Bar, wantingto deal with your wife due to the bar's strict policy against drug use. However, your wife thwarted Celine's plan before it could even commence." Karl had already briefed him on the events of the evening, and this was the additional information he had discovered later on.
Laying the documents on the desk, Karl continued, "Mr. Green, this is all of Celine's information. She is indeed the Duke of Mylo's illegitimate daughter. Her mother was the Duke of Mylo's first love, whom he was forced to leave because the Cavendish family disapproved of him marrying a foreigner. Consequently, the Duke of Mylo married his current wife.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmYears later, the Duke of Mylo and his first love reconnected in Uwhor, reigniting their past affection and eventually having Celine. The Duke of Mylo's current wife...
"She is unaware of this. She loves Celine as her own, not knowing that the former duke had the Duke of Mylo's first love, Celine's biological mother, executed shortly after her labor."
Given the swirling rumors about Celine and the Duke of Myle, Karl had discreetly conducted a DNA test, confirming the whispers were true.
Karl felt a surge of satisfaction. His habit of gathering information on the local elite had certainly paid off M today, allowing him to redeem himself. The notion of seeking revenge against Harlee? Even contemplating it felt perilous. "Interesting." Rhys' eyes twinkled mischievously.
"Make sure the word of Celine's origin spreads throughout Uwhor by tomorrow. And keep your hands clean."
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