Chapter 490 - Untitled (1/2)

Ding Ke hurried over to help Claire to a side to rest. Claire’s neck had two extremely visible bruises that seemed especially terrible. Eleven stood barefooted and looked at Mo Ye with a murderous intent.

Her murderous intent became even more intense.

“What’s going on?” Mo Ye flatly asked Claire as he looked at Eleven.

Claire, who was on the brink of death moments earlier, took a while to regain his senses. As he briefly described what had happened, Ding Ke and the bodyguards that followed were utterly shocked.

Claire sounded terrified, and he even hinted that Mo Ye quickly leave and not hang around lest he died. For Claire to hint that Mo Ye leave spoke volumes about who they were going up against.

They could not imagine it.

As the experts simply had no means of self-defense, Doctor Claire was probably cooking things up – and so they felt.

If Mo Ye could not hold up against her, who would stand a chance to walk out of here alive today?

Wouldn’t they all die here?

They felt that luck was on their side as Eleven seemed like somebody who was about to die – she was skinny, looked terrible, and was frail as she was imprisoned away from the sun for a long time. She seemed extremely pale, and those along with the wounds on her that came out of self-abuse made people pity her instead of fear her.

As Mo Ye heard Claire’s words, there was a slight shock and doubt on his face as he looked at Eleven with a deep and complicated look. He did not know how he felt…

He felt his heart wrench, and then relieved.

He did not sleep the whole of last night.

Claire told him Eleven was certainly going to die, and he froze for quite a moment as the thought of Eleven about to die repeated in his mind. He was fl.u.s.tered, and even hated himself for being unable to save both their lives.

While he had The Mafia in his grasp, and in the process of annexing parts of the international underworld, he was however unable to save two women. The virus in Meng Lianling troubled him for many years whilst Eleven, whom he had to sacrifice, gave him hope.

He did not feel any less conflicted than others, and even considered leaving it all to fate the night before.

However long Meng Lianling could live, so be it.

When he saw her smile, and how she joked about hoping to be by his side for the rest of his life, he was shaken and doted on her for those past few years. Removing the virus from her became a key goal in his life that was as significant as his career.

He almost did nothing in this period of time. Despite The Top Terrorist Organization heaping pressure on The Mafia, he was unfazed and put everything else down for the want of removing the virus from Meng Lianling.

That was what was most important to him, and even more so than The Mafia.

How could he give up after trying so hard? How could he?

Habits were terrifying. If he had calmly made a decision, then so be it. But Meng Lianling was by his side, and he – out of habit – would do all he could for her.

His uncertain heart became resolute.

He was however unable to sleep the whole night and smoked until dawn broke.

The woman in the dungeon filled his thoughts.

That would probably be the last night he heard news about her. When Claire broke news about her, he was mentally prepared. Therefore, when the phone rang, he thought he would hear about her death.