The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1378:

“Sure, prioritize your health,” Scarlette responded promptly.

Zayden paused and then took a breath before delivering a well-crafted speech. “Scarlette, I don’t have much time left. We may not have been together long, but you once had feelings for me. If there’s still any fondness, could you grant me one last wish?”

Scarlette eyed him cautiously. “What’s this wish?”

“Could you be my girlfriend for just one more day?”

Scarlette hesitated for a moment and then said gently, “I think you’re exaggerating your illness.”

The classmate who played billiards with Kenji had worked on the same groundbreaking experimental project with him in Warrington. Their past collaboration had flourished effortlessly, leaving an indelible mark on Kenji’s memory.

However, today’s gathering felt different. Among the classmate’s new companions, one man with piercing narrow eyes circled Kenji like a hawk, his enthusiasm bordering on suspicion.

Irritated by the obvious flattery, Kenji cut through the pretense. “This amusement center isn’t mine. Flattering me won’t help.”

The narrow-eyed man, cunning as a seasoned fox, brushed off Kenji’s sharp words with practiced ease.

During their first game, the narrow-eyed man deliberately missed shots, letting Kenji pocket balls with suspicious simplicity.

Fed up with the charade, Kenji confronted him directly. “What’s your angle?”

At this, the classmate exchanged a knowing glance with the narrow-eyed man, who slipped out of the room without a word.

“Kenji, don’t read too much into it,” the classmate approached, his voice measured. “He’s just networking, building connections.”

Kenji, never one for social niceties, scoffed. “Is it your business or his?”

“Remember our Warrington project?” The classmate’s tone grew grave. “Those clinical issues we thought we’d solved? They’re back, and worse. The virus has mutated, producing a peculiar strain of patients. It’s highly contagious, lethal, and spreading fast. Hospitals are scrambling, but authorities are keeping it under wraps. The public remains blissfully unaware.”

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“Cut to the chase,” Kenji snapped.

The classmate drew a deep breath. “He wants your expertise. We need you to resume the research and crack this viral puzzle before it’s too late.”

“This man—is he a doctor or a hospital director?”

“Neither.”

Kenji’s eyes narrowed. “A major project stakeholder, then.”noveldrama

The classmate’s telling silence confirmed Kenji’s suspicion.

“Our last experiment spanned two years,” Kenji said, his voice sharp. “With this mutated virus, what’s your timeline? What’s the success rate? Your friend seems too eager for profit to wait another two years.”

The classmate’s face hardened. “We just need to produce the drug.”

“Kenji, effectiveness isn’t the priority.”

A cold laugh escaped Kenji’s lips. “Making dirty money?”

“If we don’t profit, others will,” the classmate countered. “Why not seize the advantage while we have it?”

Ice crystallized in Kenji’s gaze. At that moment, years of friendship—built on shared ideals and trust—shattered like glass. “That’s quite the defense you’ve prepared for court,” he said, his voice dripping with contempt.

The classmate fell silent under the weight of Kenji’s anger.

The narrow-eyed man chose that moment to return, a woman in tow. “Apologies, Mr. Reed. My girlfriend felt insecure and insisted on joining us.” The woman who stepped into view was a vision of calculated seduction, her curves emphasized by provocative attire.

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