Chapter 1481:
Jules looked up sharply. “Are you certain?”
“What choice do | have?” Corrine offered a faint smile, though the weariness beneath it was unmistakable. “Is
there any path left other than walking straight into it myself?”
Jules looked away, eyes dropping to the floor, as though the weight of her resolve was too much to bear. “If |
could take your place, | would.” But they both knew that fate offered no such kindness.
A silent sigh pressed through Jules’ chest.
When they arrived at the research institute, Eaton was sprawled across a stool with his legs crossed, calmly
sipping his coffee like he had not a care in the world.
The moment his eyes landed on them, he jolted upright, nearly spilling his drink. “Why on earth did you bring
Corrine here?”
“She cto see your research,” Jules replied, his gaze sweeping the eerily quiet lab. “Where is everyone? Off
to celebrate without you?”
Eaton waved it off with a dismissive flick. “Team-building retreat. You know how it goes.” He tugged Corrine
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcloser, enthusiasm bubbling as he pointed toward the lab bench. “Come, come! Behold my latest breakthrough.”
Corrine arched a brow, arms folded. “And this breakthrough of yours is...”
“I have cracked one more substance!” Eaton puffed out his chest and thumped it proudly. “Three thousand, eight
hundred and twenty-six days. That is how long I toiled. Now | may be the first to ever achieve this. History might
finally remember my name.”
Jules gave a tight-lipped smile that did not quite reach his eyes. “So that is where two hundred million of my
money went? Just that small achievement?”
“Small achievement?” Eaton’s pride snapped into outrage. “You speak as though this was a stroll through a park!
Do you have any idea how many nights | spent without sleep? Look at me! My beard has turned white from
stress, my hair too!”
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Jules shot him a sideways glance, unimpressed. “You dyed them last week. | was there.”
Eaton blinked, and the silence stretched.
“You insolent brat!” Eaton finally exploded, clambering onto a nearby stool to tower over Jules. “Mind your tone
or... or | swear—apologize this instant or else!”
Jules raised a brow, calm as ever. “If you poison me, | will cut your funding.”
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tactics and slumped tically
against Corrine’s shoulder, his voice
wobbling with falsegre. “Coin,
ygu havelte'défend me. Here | am—a
brilliant doctor—trapped in this cold,
mechanical prison, working day and
night with nothing but machines for
company. | gave so many years to
this project. And now he threatens to
cutoff like | meant nothing at alll”