NovelUpdateChapter 993: Years of research had gone into isolating these components, with vast resources poured into developing an antidote. Without the Ford family's wealth, such an ambitious project would have been impossible.
"You previously reported four substances in total. Why are there still two or more unknown?" Jules frowned, tossing the document onto the table. The loud thud made Eaton flinch.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe hesitated before explaining, "We initially identified four, but after repeated extraction failures, we suspect the fourth isn't a single compound but a fusion of two." Jules snapped impatiently, "I don't need speculation-I need results." He could never forget what Corrine had endured when she fell ill at eighteen.
The agony. The helplessness.
The Ford family had scoured the world for the finest doctors, but none had a cure. After relentless testing, they discovered she had a rare genetic disorder. There was no treatment-only medications to suppress the symptoms. The doctors had even predicted that Corrine wouldn't live past twenty-five.
From that moment on, the Ford family had secretly built an entire research division dedicated to studying Corrine's genetic disease.
These past few years, despite pouring endless resources into the effort, no significant breakthrough had materialized. The antidotes they concocted were able to stabilize Corrine's condition, but at a cost-side effects that weighed heavily on her. After testing numerous treatments, they had finally settled on the current regimen for Corrine.
Eaton's gaze remained fixed on her, his worry etched on his face.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Miss Holland, we've cup with a more daring approach..." Before he could finish, Corrine removed her coat. "Let's proceed." More content at galAs she took a step forward, Jules grabbed her wrist. "Corrine, the experimental data is still under review. This is too risky. If something goes wrong..." "Stay positive," Corrine interrupted with a calm smile. "What if this tit works?" She gently patted Jules' hand, reassuring him, before stepping into the experimental chamber.
Once she was inside, Jules grabbed Eaton by the collar. "Listen, if anything happens to Corrine, you will answer for it!" "Mr. Ford, why are you acting like a common thug?" Eaton said, pushing his hand away with a look of exasperation. "Always with the sthreats. I'm growing weary of them." Without another word, Eaton moved toward the main control panel, beginning the experiment.
"Miss Holland, signal us immediately if you start feeling uxwell." The T content is on novelenglish.net! Inside the chamber, Corrine gave them an affirmative thumbs-up.
With precise care, Eaton manipulated the equipment as fine needles m pierced Corrine's skin, targeting specific pressure points across her body.
Outside the chamber, Jules stood stone-faced. Yet, the tension in his clenched tigaw and the way his fists tightened, veins popping beneath his skin, betrayed his inner turmoil.
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
