CHAPTER 379: CHAPTER 379: LUCAS DIDN’T TELL HER ABOUT THIS

"According to investigations, the DY Organization particularly likes to use infants and children as experimental subjects. The recent nationwide cases of missing infants might be related to them, but they do it extremely secretly and erase everything after each experiment. Without concrete evidence, the major forces can’t just apprehend people without cause."

With each word Lucas Laine spoke, Serena Everett’s expression grew increasingly solemn, her beautiful eyes shimmering with an intense chill.

"They are simply insane!"

Conducting experiments on humans is already against international law, let alone using infants and children. It is utterly inhumane.

How many children have been separated from their families because of them, suffering endlessly!

Serena can empathize with such pain because she has personally experienced being separated from her family. Luckily, she met Grandma Everett, but other children weren’t as fortunate, being taken as experimental subjects, not only enduring immense physical pain but also potentially losing their lives due to these cruel experiments.

"Serena, as for why they targeted you, it hasn’t yet been discovered."

Serena’s alabaster fingertips tapped lightly on the edge of the table, her beautiful small face devoid of emotion, yet it instilled an innate fear in others.

"It’s time to confront them."

In a few days, she would be heading to Ystoria, allowing her to find time to visit the DY Organization.

Almost instantly, Lucas Laine understood what she intended to do. He frowned, showing some disapproval on his face.

"Serena, Ystoria is the territory of The Midnight Syndicate. Though the DY Organization is not favored or valued there, if you bypass The Midnight Syndicate to act against the DY Organization, it would be seen as a provocation. They will not stand by idly. It’s too dangerous."

Moreover, The Netherworld Syndicate and The Midnight Syndicate have been long-standing adversaries. If her identity were discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Serena’s exquisite brows and eyes were tinged with a bit of ferocity, her lips curling into a cold smile. "If it’s seen as provocation, then so be it. Lucas, since when have I been afraid of that bunch of trash in The Midnight Syndicate?"

The girl’s tone was nonchalant, yet wildly arrogant.

Lucas Laine helplessly yet indulgently smiled, perhaps only Serena would dare to curse The Midnight Syndicate like this.

"Alright, since you’ve decided, I won’t say more. Serena, I’ll go with you."

"No need." Without thinking, Serena rejected him without hesitation.

Hearing her resolute refusal, Lucas’s eyes darkened slightly, "Serena..."

He wanted to continue persuading her, but before he could finish, Serena interrupted him with a firm tone.

"Lucas, there’s no need to say more. I’ve already decided."

Lucas knew that once she made up her mind, no one could change it. He said no more, but his resolve grew stronger in his heart.

He must ensure Serena’s safety...

"I’m going to the bathroom."

Serena stood up and exited the private room, striding toward the bathroom with her long, straight legs. But as she passed the stairwell, she keenly sensed a dangerous aura.

A dark shadow suddenly approached from behind, and Serena’s beautiful fox-like eyes instantly turned sharp, ready to defend herself. But when she smelled the familiar, fresh cedar scent, her actions froze.

The next second, she was firmly pulled into the shadow’s arms, trapped in a corner by the man and enveloped by the strong scent of alcohol.

"You..."

Frowning, Serena looked at him, her words not yet spoken when her chin was lifted, and his scorching kiss fell over her like a tidal wave—overpowering and irresistible.

"Mmm..."

This kiss was rougher than any before, as if he wanted to embed her into his very being. Only when Serena could no longer breathe did he reluctantly let her go.

"I don’t agree to cancel the engagement banquet."

Damian Quinn’s mesmerizing peach blossom eyes were bloodshot, ferocious yet indifferent, incredibly intimidating, but at the corner of his eyes, there was an inexplicable, pitiable redness.

"Absolutely not."

Witnessing this, Serena couldn’t help but soften a bit, her expression easing, but she still shook her head, "No, I’ve decided."

Her master likely already learned the shipment was destroyed; she must quickly return to The Netherworld Syndicate’s headquarters.

"Serena, you’re canceling our engagement banquet for Lucas Laine..."

The bloodshot color in Damian’s eyes deepened, his gaze turning brutally intense, his voice cold as he enunciated each word.

"I’ll make him disappear completely, never to stand in our way again!"

Serena: ???

Just as her expression softened, it turned icy once more, angrily pushing him away without hesitation.

He hadn’t even realized his mistake!

"If you keep this up, we’ll break up."

Pushed forcefully, Damian’s eyes widened in disbelief, a pain so intense he almost couldn’t breathe, instinctively reaching out to grasp her.

"Serena, don’t..."

But Serena avoided his hand, her exquisite porcelain face utterly cold, "Come find me when you truly realize your mistake."

With those words, Serena pressed her lips firmly and turned to leave.

"Serena..."

Damian instinctively tried to pursue her, but the intense pain from his abdomen turned his face ashen, his figure tottering, consciousness fading.

"Tsk..."

Hearing the sound from behind, Serena immediately stopped in her tracks. Upon seeing his pale face, a rare panic appeared on her usually calm face.

"What’s going on?"

Not far away, Chase Sherman quickly approached to support Damian Quinn and explained, "Miss Serena, Master Damian had a gastric bleed yesterday and underwent surgery. He drank quite a lot just now..."

"What, courting death?" Hearing this, Serena immediately fumed, taking out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom and feeding a pill into Damian’s mouth, "Had gastric bleeding and still dared to drink? Tired of living?"

Watching Serena’s anger, Chase Sherman shuddered in fear.

Miss Serena’s anger was terrifying!

After forcing Damian to swallow the pill, his pained expression eased quite a bit, though he still appeared utterly weak.

Seeing him in such a state, Serena pressed her red lips tightly, "Why didn’t you tell me about this?"

Chase Sherman: "Miss Serena, I called you today intending to inform you, asking you to advise Master Damian not to forcibly discharge, but Mr. Laine answered the phone..."

Serena frowned, "I left my phone in the car today and forgot to take it."

"Miss Serena, didn’t Mr. Laine inform you of this?" Chase Sherman asked in confusion, "At the time, Mr. Laine answered the call and said he would relay the message to you..."

Upon hearing this, Serena’s expression immediately became more serious.

But Lucas hadn’t mentioned this to her...