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Chapter 1584:
Corrine didn’t respond. She gently slipped her hand out of Jules’ grasp and stepped into the experimental
chamber.
The door sealed shut behind her with a muted thud. Jules stood frozen, an ache blooming in his chest—sharp and
suffocating. The silence stretched before he finally broke it, his voice strained and laced with tension. “Eaton,
how confident are you in this formula?”
Eaton, hunched over the test bench, kept his movements measured. Without looking up, he replied calmly,
“About fifty percent.”
Jules’ face darkened instantly.
Fifty percent. A coin toss between survival and catastrophe.
Inside the chamber, Corrine tried to steady her thoughts, but Eaton’s earlier words echoed relentlessly.
She had always been reserved, slow to open up to people. Casual acquaintances remained just that—names and
faces without weight. Smistook her politeness for friendship, but to her, they were simply part of the
periphery.
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Only Jonathan had ever been different.
By all logic, she should've distanced herself from him the moment she learned of his animosity toward Nate. At
the very least, she should have drawn a line, stayed cautious, maintained boundaries.
But she hadn't. She knew Jonathan treated her with a softness that went beyond what was reasonable. With
every encounter, something inside her shifted.
It wasn’t romantic. It wasn’t the comfort of family. But it was something—inexplicable and deeply rooted.
And when Eaton explained the long-term dangers of the drug, her first reaction hadn't been fear for herself. It
had been worry for Jonathan.
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Outside the chamber, Jules kept his eyes locked on the small window, barely blinking. His fists clenched so
tightly his knuckles turned pale, nails digging into his palms. The silence felt unbearable, stretching longer with
each tick of the clock. His chest grew tighter. Breathing beca task.
Then, at last, the chamber door creaked open.
Through a haze of white mist, Corrine stepped out slowly, her strength clearly drained.
Jules rushed to her side without hesitation, draping a coat over her shoulders and easing her down into a nearby
chair. His hands hovered anxiously, his gaze searching her face for any sign of distress. “How do you feel? Are
you dizzy?”
“I'm okay,” Corrine murmured. It was
the kind of fatigue Yet gettedaecy
oftenicoss fhe ind that made
het eyelids feel unbearably heavy.
Leaning her head against Jules’ shoulder, she whispered softly, “Jules, | just want to go home... and sleep for a
while.”
Corrine’s words struck him like a punch. His eyes widened, a flash of alarm crossing his face.
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