Chapter 89

"Breed more this time. If the numbers aren't enough, increase the dosage. Don't worry about the thralls' survival rate."

Chloe lowered her head. Hatred flashed in her eyes.

She had become this inhuman, ghostly thing. Yet Grant still cared about Ivy.

Ivy. Always Ivy.

"I understand, Dad." Chloe a...

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