"Once Atlas finds out who dared lay a hand on me, he’ll deal with them. Navi can easily abandon you at a critical moment, saying it was his subordinate’s decision and had nothing to do with him. You can judge for yourself."

After saying that, I calmly sat down. The smell of blood in the room and the tension of betting my life on this story I had made up made me feel exhausted and extremely uncomfortable.

I glanced at Tristan. "What time is it?"

I asked that question to maintain my composure, but to be honest, I really wanted to know the time. My mind was on fire, and I had no idea what was happening inside or what this ruthless killer, Millard, would do.

Tristan raised his hand to check his watch. "It's 4 p.m., Mrs. Chloe.”

I grew nervous. There were only three hours left until Xavier's operation.

Millard looked at me calmly, but he seemed a little nervous himself. He scrutinized me intently, afraid I would deceive him.

"You can take me back to your base since Atlas is there. Yo