Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1607

Tossing the dagger into a nearby trash bin, he shoved the captive towards Phil.

"Ask the professor where Summer is at."

How could that sicko who held people captive ever really let go of a woman who looked so much like Cynthia's daughter?

A dark, twisted part of Philip's mind began to stir, almost as if this woman's humiliation at Summer's hands was akin to Maja's. It wasn't likely that Cynthia, after years of imprisonment, could remain untouched, right?

The thought of both mother and daughter being violated by the same man was quite the script. The mere thought brought a softer smile to Philip's eyes.

00 had received professional training, but her skills were only good enough to mimic Maja; she wasn't a match for a hypocrite like Philip.

Now with her hands bound, she could hardly move.

"Let go of me!"

"I might, but first tell me, where's Ian, and what's he after?"

Could it be that Ian had actually followed her in? But why would he bring along a decoy? It was too risky, too exposing. Or was it that Ian sent this woman ahead to scout things out, essentially as cannon fodder?

Philip ruled out the possibility of Ian being at the research base. Bringing along a decoy with mediocre skills was just nonsensical.

00 pressed her lips, struggling a few times before realizing she was outmatched and stopped resisting. She knew exactly why her boss had sent her in - to throw these people into disarray and serve as a smokescreen.

Just like now, Philip wouldn't suspect that her boss was also present.

As she was tied up, she noticed a woman standing not too far away. The woman looked like she had tried to rush over but stopped after a few steps, frozen in place.

Philip's gaze followed, and he immediately spotted Sarah, her eyes brimming with tears. He hadn't spoken much to the renowned doctor before, but she must have loathed him to cast a dissenting vote against him.

What was Sarah doing now? Was she crying? Incredible.

Philip quickly masked his expression and walked slowly to where Sarah stood.

"Doctor, I'm Philip. I've only heard of you before, but it's true what they say - knowing a person by repute is not as good as seeing him in the flesh."

The woman looked up, her eyes meeting his. Ian felt that something had changed.

Back in the central hall, chaos reigned as the released animals continued to rampage, with professionals now intervening to manage the situation.

Not just to manage, but to subdue some of the researchers who had taken the opportunity to wreak havoc.

This core lab was the safest and quietest place. Ian eyed the woman, harboring a strange suspicion.

Since entering the base, everything had gone too smoothly for him - the conveniently placed room with a ventilation connection, the core lab access, the knowledge of certain drug effects.

All these coincidences, strung together, seemed too lucky, but how was it possible that there were so many luck stuff appearing?

What was the deal with the map he'd received before entering the base? Clearly, someone had anticipated his moves and was guiding him into the research base.

"Doctor?"