Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

At this point, the smile on Deborah's face was crazed with obsession. "Stay alive. Make sure to witness it all."

She gave David a supplement injection as he shut his eyes, lying in bed. It took up all of his strength just to talk to her.

Actually, his silence and sickly state weren't the picture she had in mind. This wasn't what she wanted.

While setting this up behind the scenes, she imagined he would get on his knees to beg for mercy or get on her good side.

Even though he was caught and his family was in trouble, unlike her expectations, he was reluctant to cave in. He even attempted suicide!

So what if she spent so much time orchestrating the whole plan? At the end of the day, she couldn't gain what she wanted.

Despite her deep resentment for him and his sickly state, she didn't want him to die. Deep love would come with deep hatred sometimes. Why would she want him dead when he was the man she desperately yearned for?

All she wished for was for him to beg her and return to her side.

Deborah took a break in the evening when she heard the security alarm go off.

"Intruders!" A mechanical voice jarred within the house.

Her eyes snapped open. Quickly, she grabbed the mask on the headboard to wear it.

Underneath the mask hid a menacing smile.

"How bold of them to intrude into my place."

She waved in the air, and the surveillance footage was projected on the wall.

Drones appeared in the vicinity of the mansion. With an order from her, the wall covered with flowers began shooting bullets, taking down the drones.

It was basically a competition on who had the better technology.

Avery received an update too.

Holding a laptop, Bryce reported, "Mr. Avery, this looks like an old mansion with history, but it's been modified. Weapons are everywhere around it. The navigation insects we used for the first round were detected and wiped out. It won't be easy to get into that building. It's like a wall of steel."

"According to the navigation, my dad's in there. We have to think of a way."

"We might've already given the game away. The enemy is the head of Toxic Hive. Mr. David is in danger."

Things were looking bad. Fortunately, they hadn't barged into the place yet.

Even the machinery insects were destroyed into ashes. If it were a human, they would've turned into pieces.

Considering how the enemy had spotted the drones, they were indeed exposed.

However, the enemy wouldn't kill David that easily, so Avery still had a chance.

His finger tapped the armrest rhythmically, and he murmured, "We can't get in, but that doesn't mean that the Toxic Hive people can't."

"What do you mean, Mr. Avery?"

Avery hesitated before muttering again, "I'm going to have to cash out the favor I did that year."

Bryce watched him call someone.

A woman's voice resounded. "I-Is it you?" Her rough voice sounded uncertain.

Avery said gently, "It's me. Could you do me a favor?"