"Yes, Isaac is a mad scientist. In pursuit of success, he seems to have done so really cruel things. For instance, he reportedly had people steal so special pets—animals with remarkable performance talents. After stealing them, he perford craniotomies to extract their cells or sothing like that. But his atrocious actions were exposed, forcing him to flee from Country W..."
As Eric spoke, he couldn’t help but shudder.
Could that lunatic be targeting Elias to study his brain cells?
"Find soone to investigate this island imdiately! That na is probably fake. Capture the island’s landscape and features, then figure out exactly where it is!" Eric grew increasingly anxious as he thought about it. Isaac’s madness in his research knew no bounds!
If Elias had been hard... He could hardly bear to imagine it.
"Yes, Boss!"
Eric knew, however, that there were over 20,000 islands globally. If that island had been purchased under Mason’s or Isaac’s na, it would be easy to trace.
But Mason wouldn’t be that foolish. The island was definitely bought under soone else’s na.
That person’s identity would have to be soone Mason trusted—but on the surface, soone who seed completely unrelated to Mason.
This made the investigation just as difficult as before.
"If Mira can hack into the air surveillance systems of Country W and Country Y, we could figure it out at a glance," John muttered, frowning. Searching for the island one by one would take forever.
Eric felt utterly irritable. He closed his eyes in exhaustion, rubbing his sore eyes and pressing on his acupoints.
"Boss, maybe you should rest for a while?"
"If your wife and child went missing, would you be able to sleep?" Eric retorted coldly.
John imdiately shut his mouth, realizing he had misspoken. He silently prayed that Eric wouldn’t dock his bonus for the mistake.
Over the past few days, a heavy gloom had enveloped both Eric’s ho and his company. With Elias kidnapped, the stock prices of HopeCore Group and Nelson Group had taken a hit. Although shareholders were displeased, they couldn’t exactly bla Eric.
After all, this wasn’t sothing anyone could fully control.
anwhile, on the mysterious island—
Young Elias was having the ti of his life.
The island was filled with toys he had never seen before. The old man there was incredibly clever and had designed various ga modes for Elias to try out in a short ti.
But after playing for a while, Elias gradually started to lose interest.
After all, this was his first ti being away from his parents for so long—two whole days had passed in the blink of an eye.
From ti to ti, young Elias would ntion wanting to go ho, but Dr. Scott would only smile and change the subject.
Miss Carrie, on the other hand, lied to Elias, telling him that Ella and Eric would co to pick him up in a few days.
A growing unease began to take root in Elias’s heart. Though he was still a child, he had a decent emotional intelligence. But as just a little boy, how could he possibly escape?
Forced to wait obediently for Ella’s arrival.
In the laboratory, Miss Carrie prepared a cup of coffee for Dr. Scott and overheard him talking to his two Black assistants. "That child is indeed very smart, much smarter than any we’ve brought in before. So, what do you think? Should we treat him as an experintal subject?"
The two assistants exchanged glances. "Doctor, whatever you decide is fine by us. But if you ask , he’s the most talented one we’ve seen, excelling in so many tests. Keeping him around could be imnsely valuable. We could mold him into one of our own to accomplish tasks beyond our reach."
The other assistant nodded in agreent. "I second that!"
In truth, they were both apprehensive. After all, neither Eric nor Lucas was easy to deal with. If they were discovered and the boy was gone, they’d likely lose their lives. But if the child remained alive, they might at least save themselves.
Compared to Dr. Scott, they valued their lives more than the experints. They hadn’t worried before because the previous children had no backgrounds that could pose a threat. But Eric was different. Lucas was a prominent figure in Country W, and even though no contact could be made with the outside world, they knew Country W must already be in an uproar.
Dr. Scott said nothing further after hearing them out.
anwhile...
Ella glared coldly at the man approaching her, a wicked grin spreading across his strikingly handso face.
It had been years since she last saw Mason. He seed much more mature now, but his deanor—his arrogance and malice—remained unchanged.
"I told you, we would et again. And you’d have no choice but to choose ," Mason said confidently.
Ella turned her head in disgust. "Where is my son?"
"Don’t worry. You’ll see him soon enough. But first, go et Charlie," Mason replied, reaching out as if to place a hand on her shoulder. She imdiately stepped away.
"Don’t touch with your filthy hands!"
Mason’s expression darkened. "Ella, at a ti like this, do you still want to act all high and mighty?"
"What do you an? I’m here to find my son, not to be with you. Mason, no matter what happens, I’ll never willingly be with you," Ella sneered. "If you have any guts, pursue openly and win over."
Mason gave a lazy smirk. "Save your provocations. I’m not the sa man I was years ago."
He didn’t press the matter further and walked toward Charlie’s house, as if confident that Ella would eventually co to him willingly.
Charlie had just finished breakfast when Mason and Ella entered, one after the other. He enthusiastically greeted them, exclaiming, "J! You’re finally here! Didn’t you say you’d give this woman? But she refused and even kicked . I’m still sore down there!"
Though Charlie was ostensibly complaining, his face was alight with joy.
Ella was speechless.
This man was nothing more than a playboy. Even when soone wronged him, he didn’t seem to care—likely because Mason had given him plenty of benefits.
Mason patted Charlie’s shoulder with a warm smile. "Apologies, Charlie. This woman has fallen for , which is why she treated you that way."
Ella almost gagged at Mason’s audacity. Glaring at him with contempt, she snapped, "Liar!"
Instead of being offended, Charlie laughed and praised Ella for her strong personality.
Truly, communicating with fools was impossible.
Furious but unable to leave, Ella sat coldly to the side, trying to glean any useful information from their conversation.
After eavesdropping for ten minutes, she realized Mason was no longer the immature man he once was. He wouldn’t make the sa mistakes that had allowed him to expose his plans in the past.
Frustrated, Ella rose and walked to the fresh air of the garden, her fingernails digging into her palms, leaving faint marks.
What about Elias? How was he now?
Mason soon followed her out, sitting beside her. She moved farther away, but Mason chuckled softly. "Don’t you want to know where Elias is?"
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