NovelEnglishYasmin looked at Rick. “How are their experiments?”
“They are still working on them.”
The queen knew it meant the two had made little progress.
“Can I trust them?” She could be asking herself or him. After not getting a response, she closed her eyes and took a deep
breath. “How’s Fred?” “He’s been quiet,” Rick answered.
Fred had not spoken a word since Yasmin’s visit. It was as if he had accepted his fate.
“Did you give him the supplements?” Yasmin asked.
“Good.” Yasmin nodded thoughtfully and then turned to look out of the balcony.
The lush greenery around the place lifted her mood. However, many yellow leaves fell from the branches when the wind blew.
“I don’t wish to wait forever.” Gazing at the fallen leaves on the ground, Yasmin said thoughtfully, “Inform all the experts to get
prepared. I want to proceed with R10.”
Rick was somewhat surprised. “Now?”
“Tell them to prepare and await further instructions,” she said solemnly and stopped talking.
Rick left immediately to carry out her order.
Meanwhile, Lily remained focused on her experiment, clueless about Rick and Yasmin’s conversation. Since all the other
experiments had stopped, only Lily and Rhea worked in the laboratory.
Rhea went to see what Lily worked on out of curiosity—however, the former left after failing to understand Lily’s work. Lily knew
Rhea had come over but ignored her. What the former told Yasmin was a half-truth, after all.
Lily had lied about searching for another way to achieve immortality. As far as she knew, it was unachievable. Still, activating cell
regeneration for a longer and healthier life was possible.
As she was not going against her conscience, she made good progress.
Meanwhile, things were different for Rhea. Whenever she felt close to succeeding, she failed. As it was a complicated
experiment, it was usual to suffer continuous setbacks.
Lily’s presence and experiment gave Rhea a lot of pressure. The latter wanted to pull off her experiment quicker than Lily to
prove she was better.
Rhea stared at the experimental apparatus and then glanced at the data analysis graph on the computer screen. The curved
lines kept overlapping and separating before the word “error” appeared.
“Fuck!” she cursed and slammed the table..
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