Ch. 3441..3450

Chapter 3441 Hera's As Good As Dead "If Abel finds out that Hera's body isn't suitable for organ donation to Kassy, what do you think he'll do?" asked Shanks.

He already knew the answer, but he still wanted to hear Luca's thoughts.

"He has invested a lot of time and money in Hera. If he gets nothing out of it, he won't let her off easily," Luca said bluntly.

Luca and Shanks were on the same page.

They did not have a good relationship with Hera, but they had no intention of ruining her either.

Hera's personality was unpleasant, but that was not enough for them to hate her so much that they wanted to see her suffer.

"What methods do you think he'll use?" Shanks asked again.

Luca was silent for a long moment.

Shanks already knew the answer, yet he still wanted her to say it out loud.

After thinking it over, she finally said, "There are plenty of ways he could go about it, but no matter what he chooses, Hera's fate is sealed. She's as good as dead..."

She lowered her gaze, her tone firm and certain.

Shanks nodded.

"If her condition had been suitable for the transplant, she might not have died. At worst, she'd be left disabled," continued Luca.

Shanks nodded again.

"But whether it's death or disability, Hera won't accept it. She values her appearance too much. If she ends up disabled or marred, she'd probably rather be dead," added Luca. Once again, Shanks nodded.

He agreed with everything she said.

Abel would have no problem turning an innocent person into something unrecognizable for Kassy's sake.

Then, out of nowhere, Shanks asked, "Is your husband planning something?"

Luca's heart skipped a beat. She looked up, forcing herself to appear calm as she met his gaze.

Had he figured something out?

However, Shanks' expression remained unreadable. There was nothing in his eyes that gave him away.

Luca shook her head. "What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing in particular. I just don't want to see another innocent life destroyed," Shanks replied calmly. Then, he opened a cabinet filled with medication and began preparing a solution.

"You don't support it either, do you?" Luca asked in a soft voice.

Shanks responded flatly, "Even if I don't support it, I can't always stop Abel's decisions." He pulled out a vial of medicine.

Luca frowned at the sight.

"Unless someone stronger steps in to stop him." Shanks stared at her thoughtfully.

Luca's heart pounded with anxiety. Could it be that Shanks really know something? If he did, he would definitely tell Abel.

In that case, their plan...

She clasped her hands behind her back, trying to conceal their slight tremble.

Shanks finished preparing the vial of medicine and added, "For now, don't tell Abel about that woman's condition. We'll take it one step at a time."

Luca swallowed hard and nodded. "Okay."

"As for her health, we'll help her recover first. What happens next will be up to fate," added Shanks.

"Understood." Luca followed his lead.

As long as Shanks did not report Hera's condition to Abel, she would be safe-at least for now.

Abel was a businessman, but he was also a ruthless killer. He would not be able to understand those medical reports on his own.

Of course, if he became suspicious and had another doctor review Hera's test results, there would not be much they could do.

Some things were better left unsaid. Still, if Abel started doubting them, Hera's life would hang by a thread.

Shanks placed the vial to the side. "First, we need to get rid of the inflammation in her body. She has to take this medicine and get this injection."

Luca stared at the vial, feeling stuck.

How was she supposed to get Hera to take the medicine and agree to the injection?

Telling her the truth was out of the question, at least not the part about Abel seeing her as Kassy's donor.

Was there another way?

Luca could not help but be lost in thought.

"What's wrong?" Shanks noticed her silence and frowned.

Luca came back to her senses and answered, "I'm trying to figure out how to convince Hera to take the medicine."

"That's easy. Just tell her that Abel doesn't like sick women," replied Shanks.

Luca's eyes lit up.

That could work.

If Hera thought Abel disliked weak and sickly women, not only would she willingly cooperate with the treatment, but she would also keep quiet about it on her own.

Taking the medicine and vial, Luca left the lab.

She made her way up to the third floor.

Outside Hera's room, Gerald was standing by the door.

"What are you doing here?" Luca asked with surprise.

Gerald gestured toward the room and whispered, "She's throwing a fit in there. I have no idea what's going on. She won't let me leave, and she said I have to stand by and wait."

Luca shot him a sympathetic look even though she also pitied herself. She was about to face Hera's temper too.

Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door. Then, without waiting for a response, she pushed it open and walked in.

"Who said you could come in?" Hera snapped when she saw Luca barge in without permission.

Ignoring her, Luca set the tray aside and said, "I've been keeping something from you."

Hera froze for a moment. "What is it?"

Luca turned around and glanced toward the doorway. "Leave us."

"Am I not allowed to listen?" Gerald was startled for a moment. He thought he and Luca were on good enough terms that he should be allowed to hear everything.

"These aren't things you can just listen to. Go downstairs." Luca's voice was stern.

Gerald scratched his nose but soon left, shutting the door behind him.

Luca opened the door again to make sure he was really gone before closing it and walking over to Hera. "Your test results are partially in."

"So what?" Hera's heart skipped a beat at the mention of the test results.

"You put up such a fight about getting a check-up, acting out in every possible way. Was it because you already felt something was wrong? Did you think that if you avoided the tests, the problem wouldn't exist?" Luca exposed her mindset without hesitation.

Hera's chest tightened. "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You have severe inflammation in your body, and I'm sure you've been feeling the warning signs. But instead of dealing with it, you kept brushing it off, thinking it would just go away. If you leave it untreated, it's only going to get worse. Mr. Shanks prescribed this injection and medications based on your test results. Whether you take them or not, it's up to you."

Hera was silent for a long time.

"How do I know you're not lying to me?" She was still skeptical.

Would Luca really be this kind to her?

After all the times she had gone against Luca, it did not make sense for her to suddenly care.

Luca replied calmly, "If I had prepared these myself, I'd understand your suspicion. These were prescribed by Mr. Shanks. There's no reason to doubt him. He has no personal stake in this. I've said my piece. Believe it or not, that's on you. I'll give you five minutes to decide whether or not you'll accept the treatment."

Then, she checked her phone. Hera scoffed. "I don't need five minutes. I'll give you my answer right now."

Seeing the defiant look on her face, Luca added one final reminder, "Ms. Sanchez, just so you know, Abel doesn't like sickly women. If he finds out how bad your health is, he won't keep you around."

Chapter 3442 Insanely Paranoid And Totally Self-Centered Hera was startled by Luca's words.

The refusal that had been on the tip of her tongue suddenly got stuck in her throat.

"I..." Hera hesitated, feeling conflicted. Leaving Abel might not be such a bad idea. At least she would not have to live in constant fear.

She was finally realizing how unpredictable his moods were. At first, she thought it did not matter as she could still look at other men. She just had to ensure there was no physical contact. In reality, even if she so much as glanced at someone, Abel's expression would darken with anger.

It was frustrating. Now, the only person she was allowed to look at was Gerald. Still, what was the point of just looking at Gerald?

At that thought, she lifted her gaze to Luca.

Luca added, "I'll give you five minutes. If you refuse treatment after that, I'll take the medicine back to Mr. Shanks and won't try to convince you again."

Hera's heart tightened. She did not even need five minutes. She had made her decision within 30 seconds.

"I'll take it. Give me the injection."

"Alright." Luca nodded, picking up the tourniquet and preparing the injection.

Hera's health was not great, so it was difficult to give her an injection. Luca had to tap her arm several times before a vein finally became visible.

"Are you doing this on purpose to get back at me?" Hera glared at her.

Luca replied indifferently, "Why would I waste my time on petty revenge?"

Hera was at a loss for words. It was true. There was not much to get back at her for. A few extra taps did not actually hurt.

As Luca administered the injection, Hera reminded her, "You can't tell Abel about this."

"Don't worry," Luca reassured her. "If I wanted to tell him, I wouldn't be giving you this treatment in the first place."

"What about Shanks?" Hera asked cautiously. Even if Luca kept quiet, if Shanks said something, it would all be for nothing.

"You don't need to worry about that either. If he were going to say something, he wouldn't have prescribed the medicine in the first place." After inserting the needle, Luca adjusted the drip rate and continued, "Once you're done with the IV drip, take this medication after dinner. Any issues with that?"

"No..." Hera was still uneasy. "Even if you don't say anything, what if Abel asks?"

"This IV isn't for treatment. It's just to help regulate your body." After Luca walked to the door, she continued, "Now that you've chosen to take the treatment, you have to keep it a secret. If this gets exposed, the one who'll suffer the most won't be us-it'll be you. When the IV is almost done, call me."

Then, she opened the door and left.

Hera's expression darkened.

Abel was terrifying, but to her, being broke was even worse.

Between Abel's oppressive presence and financial security, she would rather deal with Abel. After all, having money felt way too good.

Hera had never felt as much joy as when she was swiping Abel's black card and basking in the sales associates' flattery earlier today.

She watched the IV drip slowly trickle down and fell into deep thought. She had to have money-lots and lots of money.

She did not love Abel, but as long as being by his side brought her benefits, she was willing to stay.

Once she had made enough, she could finally live freely. She would have the means to connect with higher-class people. Then, her future would be set.

On the third-floor balcony, Luca sent a message to Luke. She informed him that Hera's health made her unsuitable for the transplant.

Luke immediately asked what their next move should be.

Luca explained that she and Shanks had decided to keep this information from Abel.

Luke reminded her to be cautious. He also shared an update from Russia. The Island of Despair's activities there had been decreasing recently. I was as though they were planning something.

Luke warned her to stay vigilant.

Reading his message, Luca felt a wave of unease but quickly reassured him that she would be careful and not let Abel harm her.

"What are you looking at?" Shanks' voice suddenly came from behind her.

Luca's heart skipped a beat. She immediately thought of his earlier probing in the lab and forced herself to stay calm. "Just checking the news."

Shanks stepped closer to the balcony railing, keeping about half a yard of distance between them.

Luca added, "I've been cut off from the outside world for so long. If I don't keep up with the news, I won't even know what's happening out there."

"Something happened?" Shanks raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing major, just celebrity gossip." Luca stared at the sunset with narrowed eyes.

The golden light stretched across the land. It was slightly warm, far less intense than the midday sun.

She was reminded of a time when she and Luke would watch the sunset together from their balcony. That was back when life had been more peaceful.

"Did Hera agree to the treatment?" asked Shanks as he took a sip of his beer.

Only then did Luca realize he had been holding a bottle the entire time.

She let out a soft sigh. "It took a lot of convincing, but she finally agreed. She even asked us to keep it a secret. She's taking this pretty seriously."

Shanks did not respond.

Luca glanced sideways at him. She had never seen Shanks drink before.

He had never taken the time for anything else before. In his own words, if he had the time for distractions, he might as well spend it in the lab. Who knew, he might even make another breakthrough?

"Why are you staring at me?" Shanks noticed Luca's gaze lingering on him.

Luca explained, "I just don't usually see you drinking. I'm curious."

"Drinking is a waste of time. It's just like Abel smoking those cigars," Shanks suddenly remarked.

Luca chuckled. Now that sounded more like something Shanks would say.

"Abel smokes cigars when he's deep in thought. I usually prefer looking through a microscope. But this time, even the microscope couldn't help me figure out a solution. Then I remembered I hadn't had a drink in a long time, so I figured I'd have one," Shanks said with a calm voice.

Luca nodded. "Well, don't drink too much. If you're not used to it, you'll get drunk easily.

And once you're drunk, you won't be able to think clearly at all."

"That won't happen." Shanks shook his head. "I have a high tolerance."

Luca looked at him, skeptical.

Seeing her doubt, Shanks explained, "Back when I was conducting experiments, no one trusted my results. So, every time I created something new, I would inject or ingest it myself to prove its effectiveness. Over time, my body became resistant to alcohol. No matter how strong the drink is, I won't get drunk."

Luca was surprised. This was the first time she had learned about Shanks's unique condition. "Does Mr. Abel have the same resistance?" Luca asked cautiously.

"No, he relies on my research, but he doesn't trust it. No matter how successful my experiments are, he'll never allow them to be used on himself. Abel is insanely paranoid and totally self-centered." Shanks paused for a moment, then downed the last sip of his beer. "He needs my drugs to control everyone on the Island of Despair. He also needs my medical skills to save people. If he gets injured, he'll come to me. But when it comes to my most innovative research? He'd never let me use it on him."

Chapter 3443 Luca and The Children Are Luke's Greatest Weakness Luca had not expected Abel and Shanks' relationship to be like this.

It seemed Abel still did not trust Shanks.

Shanks continued, "Abel isn't someone who trusts people easily. He doesn't trust anyone. You think he's devoted to Kassy now, right? That's just his obsession. He's allowing Kassy to receive my treatment, but if it were him... No matter if he were blind or crippled, his safety would always come first. If he were seriously injured, maybe he'd accept treatment, but he definitely wouldn't do it right away."

Luca stayed silent. Shanks really understood Abel well.

Abel did not trust anyone-not even Kassy.

Calling him paranoid would not be an exaggeration.

Luca felt like they were getting off-topic, but she had never seen this side of Shanks before.

In her mind, he was always buried in his work at the lab, only leaving for meals and sleep. Other than that, he was practically never outside.

The lab was like his home...

"Are you troubled by Hera's situation?" Luca asked directly.

For Shanks to step out of the lab and even be drinking, it made her think they could have an honest conversation about it.

"Not exactly." Shanks' deep blue eyes remained calm, unaffected by the alcohol. He said, " I'm just wondering if my research has any meaning."

He had never doubted his work before.

His experiments always had a purpose. Even if they could not be made public, he knew that if his research was ever revealed, it would cause a major shift in the medical field.

However, this time, his research might put people at risk, and it was something he never wanted.

Even though this experiment could help a lot of people, Abel's actions made him question everything.

Was it really worth it?

Shanks did not pity Hera. He just had a bad feeling that if this experiment succeeded, Abel would become even more unhinged.

"It could help so many people," Luca said in a soft voice. If made public, it could change lives.

The transplant requirements were not even that strict.

Shanks smiled. Of course, he knew how many people it could help.

However, it could also give Abel more power to hurt people. "It's time someone stood up to him."

Luca gazed at the setting sun. When she heard him, she turned around to look at him. "What "He's too dangerous. He's a threat to the safety of the world. Luca, people like him shouldn't be allowed to exist. Do you understand what I mean?" Shanks said in a low voice.

Luca felt a chill run through her. Was he saying... Abel needed to die?

However, would Shanks actually do it? Even if Shanks made a move, it would not necessarily put Abel in danger. On the surface, they were working together, but neither of them truly relied on the other.

The funding for Shanks' research could come from anywhere while Abel could always find someone else to replace Shanks. They could turn on each other at any time.

Still, after all these years, they had managed to coexist peacefully. Luca was almost certain that Shanks would not make a move. He would not be the one to break the balance.

She tried to decipher Shanks' words but did not dare say too much. She was afraid of slipping up and revealing Luke's plan.

"Mr. Shanks, what are you planning to do?" Luca frowned and asked.

"It's not about what I'm going to do. It's about what I'm waiting for." Shanks' grip on the beer bottle tightened, the glass creaking under the pressure.

A sense of unease washed over Luca. She had the feeling Shanks was implying something.

"Mr. Shanks, let's not overthink things. For now, we should focus on treating Ms. Sanchez," suggested Luca.

No matter how much they thought about it, there was no way they could change Abel's mind. He was determined to take Hera's eyes and kneecaps. Could they stop him?

If Luke failed to take down the Island of Despair and they were forced to operate, they would not have a choice. Abel would not allow them to refuse.

"I hope you succeed," Shanks said before turning away.

Even though Luca had not said anything, he already knew. He knew that the former Lucius was Luke. He knew they had a plan to destroy the Island of Despair.

It did not matter if they destroyed his lab there. Shanks had already backed up all his research onto a memory card, which was safely stored in a bank vault. It was being kept safely.

As long as the data remained intact, even if the experimental samples were lost, he could always recreate them.

Luca froze, completely stunned.

She watched him leave from behind and finally asked the question that had been weighing on her heart, "Mr. Shanks, I have something I'd like to ask you."

"What is it?" Shanks came to a halt. Bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, his silhouette was outlined in a golden glow.

Luca took a deep breath. "Was my daughter okay when you left the Island of Despair?"

Shanks furrowed his brows as though he was searching his memory.

"It's been a while since I left," said Shanks.

Shanks then responded affirmatively and continued, "When I left, your daughter was doing well. The person taking care of her was very attentive. And while you've been away, she has grown a lot."

Luca's heart trembled slightly.

Her child was safe. That was all that mattered.

She and Luke had been doing everything for their children.

Shanks added, "Before I left, I gave her a full check-up. She's in excellent health, so you don't have to worry."

"Thank you, Mr. Shanks." Luca's voice quivered.

Their child being in good health was the most reassuring news a parent could ever hear.

"No need to thank me. I believe you'll be reunited soon." Then, Shanks left the balcony.

Luca listened to his words, narrowing her eyes as she watched the sun slowly sink below the horizon. For the first time in a long while, she felt real hope for the future.

She picked up her phone and sent Luke a message, detailing everything that had just happened. She also told him that she trusted Shanks.

Or rather, it was not that she trusted Shanks-Shanks was the one trusting them.

A chill ran down her spine. She had no idea when Shanks first started noticing that something was off about her. Even Abel did not know about that...

Then, a terrifying thought struck her. If Shanks, who spent all his time in the lab, had figured it out, what about Abel? Had he known all along?

Was that why he had initially refused to let her participate in the operation?

Had he been silently aware of everything and just waiting for Luke to make a move so that when the time came, he could use her and their child as leverage?

Luca and the children were Luke's greatest weakness.

A wave of fear crashed over Luca, making her tremble. Abel never seemed like someone who could be patient.

Yet he had endured for so long for the sake of avenging Kassy.

He had built the Island of Despair from nothing, turning it into the powerful force it was today.

He had given her three years-three years to transform herself, all so he could use her against Luke.

Abel was a contradiction. To say he had no patience would be wrong. His patience ran deeper than anyone's. Still, to say he was patient? He was also the most impulsive person she knew.

Luca anxiously picked at her fingers. Finally, she sent another message to Luke: [Luke, I don't know if Abel is aware of our plan. Please be careful.]

Chapter 3444 The Beatings He Endured All Those Years Luke sat in the villa, staring at Luca's message.

He was worried.

For a moment, he considered calling her, but then he remembered that there were surveillance cameras everywhere on her side. He dismissed the idea immediately.

Her safety came first.

Luke reminded her: [Take care of yourself. Don't worry, I'll handle everything. Just focus on keeping yourself safe.] The worry in his heart refused to subside, but at this moment, there was no better solution. "Boss, you're worried about your wife, huh? If you really can't stand it, we can sneak you in again during the next shift change, just like last time," said Gale.

It had been his idea last time.

Now, the real Lucius was still locked up in the basement of the villa.

It had been nearly a month. Luke had forced him to take the antidote Luca had recreated. The man was still alive, proving the antidote worked perfectly.

"That plan is too risky." Luke put his phone away. His gaze was dark and thoughtful.

"Risky, sure. But at least it'll ease your longing. And let's be real, you're worried sick about her anyway," replied Gale. He casually replied to a message from Rain and then continued, " Besides, our disguise skills are top-notch. No one will notice. We'll be fine."

"First of all, not everyone is like Lucius, who barely interacts with his pals. It's rare to find someone who matches my height and build exactly. Second, do you really think no one will notice?" questioned Luke.

Gale was about to retort when Luke added, "Shanks already did."

"Shanks? Wait... What?!" Gale's face was filled with astonishment. "He figured it out? Hownoveldrama "I thought Shanks barely leaves his lab? You guys only had one meal together, and you were only near his lab once. How did he recognize you?" Gale still found it hard to believe.

"Maybe he was just fishing for information, testing you. There are so many people on the Island of Despair. Sure, he might've treated Lucius before, but it's not like he'd remember his face so easily..."

Luke remained silent.

Gale kept talking to himself before suddenly clapping his hands together. "Yeah, he's definitely fishing for information! Boss, you need to warn Luca and tell her not to fall for it. You and I both spent time on the Island of Despair.

"Although the leadership has changed, most of the people inside are still corrupt. They're cunning to the core. They can't afford to be fooled so easily."

"Luca won't." Luke's voice was quiet but firm. "For the sake of our child, she'll be twice as careful. She won't fall for any tricks."

Gale nodded, realizing he was right.

Luca had endured so much. Everything she had done was for the child.

To be honest, when he first met Bianca, he thought she was the delicate, gentle type-a woman meant to stay home and be cared for. It made sense that a woman like that would be the love of Luke's life.

However, choosing someone like her as a life partner? That required absolute devotion and protection. Otherwise, it would easily fall apart.

He never expected that the delicate, fragile woman he once thought she was could survive three whole years on the Island of Despair.

She had completely transformed for the sake of her child and for the chance to see Luke again. It was like she had been reborn. She was nothing like the delicate, weak woman she used to be.

At that moment, Gordan returned from outside.

"Luke, I'm back," he announced as he grabbed a bottle of cold water from the fridge before flopping onto the couch and taking a deep swig.

"How did it go?" asked Luke.

Ever since he found out that Luca had to accompany Abel and Hera on a shopping trip, he had sent Gordan to tail them. He was worried something might happen to her.

"Don't even get me started! That woman is an absolute nightmare. She treated Luca like a servant! If it weren't for the fact that the actions Abel plans to take on her are so cruel and irreversible, I honestly wouldn't be bothered saving her even if something were to happen." Gordan ranted furiously, "Not only did she buy a ridiculous amount of clothes and handbags but skincare products too. That so-called miracle water? The whole bottle, including the liquid, isn't light at all, and she bought several of them! She also bought a bunch of other skincare items! I saw that Luca's hands were completely red from carrying everything." Luke's fists clenched tightly.

Hera dared to treat Luca like this?!

Gale noticed the storm brewing in Luke's expression and quickly nudged Gordan with his foot.

That was when Gordan finally realized how dark Luke's expression had become. Clearing his throat, he quickly added, "But Luca isn't weak. She has clearly been trained. Those shopping bags were nothing to her. Luke, don't be mad. Once we take down the Island of Despair, she'll be able to come back. And when that happens, we can also teach Hera a lesson on her behalf."

"Okay." Luke gave a low hum in response before standing up and heading upstairs. Gordan elbowed Gale. "What do you think that meant?"

"It probably means he's definitely planning to teach Hera a lesson," answered Gale.

"I guess so. He's a revenge machine. There's no way he'd just sit back and watch Luca get bullied." Gordan found it completely reasonable.

Gale did too.

"You, though. You could've just reported the situation and left it at that. Why'd you go on and on? Boss was already in a bad mood, and now, you've just made him worry about Luca even more."

Hearing that, Gordan frowned. "Why was he in a bad mood? Because he misses her?"

Gale shot him a look before finally explaining everything about how Shanks might have already figured out that Luke had disguised as Lucius and how he suspected they were planning to take down the Island of Despair.

"Shanks? Isn't he just a doctor? Or a scientist or something? How the hell did he figure it out Gordon found it hard to believe when he heard that.

"According to Luca, Shanks actually seems eager for us to take down the Island of Despair. He doesn't seem too keen on working for Abel anymore." Gale leaned back into the couch, finding a more comfortable position.

At that moment, his phone lit up. Seeing the message, he immediately picked it up to reply.

Gordan watched as Gale's smile nearly stretched from ear to ear and could not help but frown. "Hey, you're in charge of so many people. Can you at least try to maintain some dignity?"

"Piss off. Single guys don't get to comment on people in relationships." Gale waved him away without even looking up. "If you've got time, go talk to Lucius downstairs. See if anything slipped."

"Got it." Gordan stood up and headed toward the elevator, but just as he was about to step inside, he suddenly heard Gale call out.

"Oh yeah, did you hear? Ray is coming to A City."

Gordan froze. His steps faltered, and he turned to look at the person on the couch who was busy flirting with Rain.

"He has a perfectly good life in Russia. Why the hell is he coming to A City?" Gordan frowned. Just thinking about him gave him a lingering sense of dread.

If it were just a one-on-one fight, that would be fine. He could at least throw a few punches.

However, that bastard never fought fair. He always had his men step in, completely lacking any sense of honor!

The beatings Gordan endured all those years still haunted him.

He had always wanted to get back at Ray, but no matter how skilled he was, his two fists were no match for an army of subordinates.

When he heard that Ray was coming, a shiver ran through his body.

Chapter 3445 It's Gross "I heard from the boss that he's coming because of Vivian." Gale paused for a moment before adding, "But never mind, you don't seem interested in her affairs anyway. I'm just letting you know he's on his way."

Gordan frowned. Ray was coming for Vivian?

What could that ugly woman possibly need?

"What do you mean by that?" asked Gordan.

Gale smirked. "If you and Ray meet, that's bound to end in a fight. And since you can't win against him, you might want to mentally prepare yourself, or better yet, find somewhere else to stay. It'd be safer that way."

Gordan's expression darkened. "If you have nothing nice to say, just zip it."

Gale grinned, clearly pleased with himself like he had just hit a sore spot.

Gordan exhaled sharply. "Of all times, why is he coming to A City now? He's just making things worse."

"It can't be helped. Vivian's situation is urgent." Gale covered his mouth mockingly after he said that. "Oh, right. I forgot you don't like hearing about her."

Ray wanted to bring Vivian over to see Luca.

Apparently, after returning to Russia, she had developed some medical issues, but none of the hospitals there could figure out what was wrong. Hence, they were coming to A City to seek out Luca.

He believed in her medical skills and that she could diagnose the problem.

"And what about Russia?" Gordan's frown deepened. He remembered that the entire operation in Russia was orchestrated by Ray himself.

If he left for A City, would that not leave their setup in Russia vulnerable?

The base of the Island of Despair was in Russia!

More importantly, Ray's presence in A City would definitely draw attention from the Island of Despair.

Everyone was on edge now. One wrong move could trigger a domino effect, upending all their plans. The Island of Despair would undoubtedly adjust its strategy in response.

No matter who it was, the best move right now is to stay put.

"Don't worry too much. Ray discussed it with the boss before coming. Plus, his arrival has an advantage-it'll throw the people from the Island of Despair off," explained Gale.

"She's a walking disaster." A shadow of gloom flickered in Gordan's eyes. "That woman has spent her entire life being a burden to others!"

Gale knew exactly what kind of resentment Gordan carried with him, so he let it slide without comment.

Gordan continued, "Seriously, why didn't the boss discuss such an important matter with me beforehand?"

"He knows you can't stand Vivian, so he spared you the headache," explained Gale, " Besides, even if you oppose it, you can't stop Ray. Your opposition doesn't really matter. Whether the boss tells you or not, the outcome would be the same."

"It's the same shitty outcome either way," Gordan could not help but curse. "So why even tell me now?"

"It's because Ray will be here tomorrow or the day after. At least you have a little heads-up and enough time to run for it." Gale put on a sly grin.

Annoyed, Gordan flicked his cigarette away.

Gale did not take it personally. He figured Gordan was just in a bad mood at the thought of running into Vivian.

"Anyway, that's all I had to say. I'm heading upstairs. My darling is waiting for me to text her back."

"Ugh, stop being so gross," Gordan scoffed at Gale.

Gale just laughed heartily and headed upstairs, leaving Gordan alone in the living room.

Sitting there, he replayed Gale's words in his mind, his brows furrowing even tighter.

Why was Ray bringing Vivian to A City? What was going on?

Had she not just returned to Russia?

Now, they wanted Luca's help? Luca was still at the base. Could she even leave? Asking her to help...

"Vivian is such a pain in the ass." As Gordan muttered, a wave of annoyance filled his chest, but there was also another emotion lurking beneath the surface. It was one he could not quite put a name to.

It was not just frustration.

However, he could not figure it out at the moment.

He reached under the coffee table and pulled out a blueprint. It was the structural layout of the Island of Despair.

Work was the only thing that could take his mind off all this irritation.

With that thought, Gordan focused even harder, studying every inch of the design.

Luca woke up the following day, picked up her phone, and glanced at it. She saw a message from the medical center.

Hera's health report had arrived.

She opened the file and scanned it carefully, her brows knitting together.

Yesterday's preliminary results had already indicated that Hera's condition was bad, but now, with the full report in hand, it was even worse than expected.

Many people suffered from poor health due to work stress, late nights, and endless social engagements these days. A lot of people's health was subpar, so having a few health issues was pretty normal.

Nonetheless, Hera's condition was beyond just a few issues.

Externally, she still looked youthful, but inside, her organs were deteriorating like those of an elderly woman.

Luca quickly freshened up, grabbed her phone, and headed to the lab.

"Her report is out?" Shanks asked as soon as she walked in.

"Yes. And it's bad." Luca handed him her phone.

Shanks read through the report carefully, then frowned deeply. "What the hell has she been doing to her body all these years?"

Luca felt helpless. If even Shanks, who had seen all kinds of medical cases, reacted like this, it meant Hera's condition was truly dire.

"Mr. Shanks, do you still plan on treating her?" asked Luca.

If she needed treatment, Shanks could take care of it. However, her condition definitely required a lot of medication.

Handing the phone back to her, Shanks replied, "Tell her to come see me."

"Okay." Luca took the phone and left the lab.

She walked to Hera's room and knocked on the door, but there was no response.

Figuring Hera had probably stayed up late again and was still asleep, Luca knocked a few more times.

At first, her knocks were rhythmic. However, she was worried that Hera was in too deep of a sleep, so she increased the force and disrupted the pattern.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, an irritated voice came from inside.

"Who the hell is it? It's early in the morning. Let a person sleep! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"

Luca remained silent and continued knocking.

A minute later, the door was yanked open.

Hera stood there, her face twisted in irritation. "Are you out of your mind, knocking like this first thing in the morning?!"

"Your medical report is out," Luca stated calmly.

Hera's heart clenched for a moment. She darted a glance around the hallway, and when she saw no one, she grabbed Luca's wrist and pulled her into the room, shutting the door behind them.

"Is there something wrong with my report?" Hera asked anxiously.

Just as Luca had pointed out yesterday, her body had been sending warning signals for a while now. However, she had always ignored them.

She was just avoiding the truth, convincing herself that being young meant there could not be anything serious, so she kept putting off going to the doctor.

Whenever she felt unwell, she thought a few days of rest would fix it. Yet over time, she could not deny that her body was not what it used to be. More often than not, she found herself struggling, her energy slipping away like sand through her fingers. Even so, she had never seriously considered seeking treatment. Yesterday, after getting the IV drip and taking the medicine Shanks prescribed, she felt much better. She had even slept more soundly than she had in weeks. Hera knew it was the medicine taking effect, and she intended to continue treatment. However, with Luca showing up at her door because of her test results, a wave of unease crept up her spine.

Chapter 3446 Doesn't Allow Other Men To Touch Your Body "There are a lot of issues." Luca did not hide anything and handed Hera the phone.

Hera looked at it and frowned.

"I can't understand any of this." Hera felt dizzy just looking at the text, let alone the long list of medical terms. It was giving her a headache.

"Look at these summaries and indicators. Compare the values on top with the normal values at the bottom, and you'll see what I mean," explained Luca.

Hera did not trust her. Therefore, Luca decided to let her see for herself. Seeing it with her own eyes would prevent any doubts later.

Luca pointed out how to read the test results, and after a moment, Hera managed to understand the report.

Her face turned pale. "How can there be so many problems?"

She looked at Luca and questioned, "Did you fake this?"

"I don't have the power to make the medical center fake anything. Besides, the report has the medical center's official stamp. If you don't believe me, you can go directly to the medical center and ask for the official copy. They can't fake that."

Luca knew she would doubt it, which was why she said it that way.

Hera gripped her phone tightly. She could not believe there were so many issues with her body!

"Alright, Ms. Sanchez. Mr. Shanks is asking for you," added Luca.

Hera was immediately on guard. "Why does he want to see me?"

"He won't harm you. But if you're unwilling to go, I'll just tell him the truth." Luca glanced at her as she walked toward the door.

Hera bit her lip. "Let me freshen up first."

"Okay." Luca did not rush her but instead stood by the door and waited.

Five minutes later, Hera followed Luca to the lab.

Luca opened the door and walked in, her hand resting on the door handle.

Hera tried to enter, but Luca blocked her way.

Luca called out to Shanks, who was looking at some experimental data. "Mr. Shanks, Ms. Sanchez has arrived."

"Let her in," Shanks replied without lifting his head.

Luca did not stop her this time and let her go in.

Hera stepped into the lab.

The lab was full of bottles, jars, and expensive equipment. This time, Hera was careful. She stood in the center, afraid to break anything and get scolded.

"Mr. Shanks..." Hera glanced at the medical report. Feeling like she did not have long to live, she dared not offend him. She hoped he could help her.

Everyone said Shanks was highly skilled, so she put all her hopes on him.

Before, she had agreed to receive treatment just to stay by Abel's side. Now, she wanted Shanks' help so that she could live longer. Otherwise, the money she received would not be of any use.

"Have you seen the report?" asked Shanks. He was not one to say much in front of outsiders. Luca walked into the lab and closed the door behind her.

Hera glanced at Luca before nodding. Her voice was hesitant. "I've seen it."

"Do you know how bad your condition is?" Shanks asked again.

Hera felt a bit awkward. "I know it's serious, but I can't understand the report."

"I just took a quick look at your report." Shanks paused for a moment, thinking back on it." Your stomach's not good, your back and waist are hurt, your knees are bad, and you have nodules and growths. You also experience chest tightness, shortness of breath, dizziness, tinnitus, insomnia, and vivid dreams. These are all symptoms of your condition, right?"

Hera panicked. He could tell all that just from looking at the report. "Mr. Shanks, I don't want to die. Please help me."

"Your symptoms aren't fatal yet." Shanks' gaze turned back to the experimental data. Hera let out a sigh of relief. "That's a relief."

When she first saw the report and then looked at Luca's expression, she thought she did not have much time left.

She then heard Shanks say again, "Although it's not fatal now, if you keep going without paying attention to your health, you won't be far from it."

Hera froze in fear, shivering at his words.

"Mr. Shanks, please, I beg you please save me." Hera almost dropped to her knees in desperation.

Shanks coldly stared at her and said, "No need to beg. I asked you to come here to talk to you."

"Please go ahead." Hera was afraid something might happen to her.

"You don't want anything to happen, right?" asked Shanks.

"Right, I don't want anything to happen..." Hera thought to herself that since someone was offering free treatment and their medical skills were not bad, she really had no reason to turn it down.

"Your condition needs long-term treatment—a mix of traditional herbal medicine and modern drugs. You'll need to take a lot of medicine each day. If you can handle this intense treatment, I can help you. If not, you can go to a hospital and treat each issue one by one," explained Shanks.

"I'll do it!" Hera did not hesitate and accepted immediately.

"Ms. Sanchez, it'll involve taking a lot of medicine. Are you sure about this?" Luca reminded her, not wanting Shanks to prescribe something only for her to refuse taking it later. It would just be a waste of his effort.

Hera remembered how she had refused their treatment before and figured this was probably why they kept reminding her.

"I'm sure. As long as it helps my health, I'll take as many pills as needed. And I'll accept injections, dry needling... Anything to make me better," Hera said firmly.

Luca turned to look at Shanks.

Shanks set down the experimental report. "Come here."

Hera was not sure if he meant her or Luca, so she looked to the side.

Luca clarified, "Mr. Shanks is asking for you."

Hera cautiously walked over, careful not to break anything in the lab.

"Extend your hand," instructed Shanks.

Hera stretched out her hand.

"Put it on the table," added Shanks.

She did as he said, placing her hand on the table.

Shanks took her pulse.

Hera stood there, her heart pounding in her chest.

They said Shanks was a genius. He could diagnose a person's condition just by taking their pulse without even needing a medical report. Any hidden health issues were impossible to conceal under his examination.

Hera was worried that Shanks might discover even more serious conditions during this examination.

"Switch hands," instructed Shanks.

Hera switched to offer him her other hand.

After a moment, Shanks looked at Hera.

"Alright." He coldly withdrew his hand.

Hera, with her nerves on edge, asked, "Mr. Shanks, do I have some serious illness?"

"Not exactly," replied Shanks. "There are a lot of small issues scattered around. If they all add up, it can be more complicated, but it's not something severe."

"Thank goodness." Hera let out a sigh of relief.

"Your body has a lot of small issues. You'll need both traditional herbal medicine and modern drugs, as well as daily dry needling treatment. Luca will handle the dry needling treatment. Is that okay with you?" asked Shanks. Hera was with Abel, and she was a woman.

Even though doctors did not typically consider gender, he preferred to avoid dealing with Abel's women himself.

"Can't you do it?" Hera genuinely did not trust Luca.

"Abel doesn't allow other men to touch your body." Shanks then turned to look at Luca." She's my student. If you don't trust her, there's no point in continuing treatment."

Chapter 3447 Are You Texting Your Lover Hera panicked the moment she heard that. "I trust her!"

Luca and Shanks were both watching her.

Hera repeated herself, saying, "I trust her, okay? What kind of treatment does she need? I'll cooperate with anything. But what about Abel..."

"I'll tell him it's just to help improve your overall health," replied Shanks. Then, he turned around, opened the medicine cabinet, and started preparing the prescription.

Hera let out a sigh of relief. As long as Abel did not find out about her health condition, that was all that mattered.

If he knew she was unwell, he would send her back to A City. Without free medical help and no way to make extra money, she would be in serious trouble.

"Thank you," said Hera.

"Wait outside," instructed Shanks.

"Okay." Hera carefully stepped out.

Luca, however, remained where she was, waiting.

While preparing the medicine, Shanks asked, "Do you know which acupoints to target for her?"

"Yes," Luca replied confidently. As long as she checked Hera's pulse, she would know exactly where to insert the needles.

"You'll be busy from now on. She needs dry needling treatment every day," added Shanks. "No problem," Luca said indifferently.

"She also needs to take herbal medicine. Find someone to prepare it," continued Shanks, jotting down the prescription on a piece of paper.

Following the prescription, Luca gathered the necessary herbs from another medicine cabinet.

"I'll find someone to brew the herbs." Luca took the wrapped package and left the lab. As soon as she reached the first floor, she spotted Gerald practicing boxing in the living room.

"Ms. Craw, aren't you making breakfast today?" asked Gerald. He had waited for a long time, but since Luca never came downstairs, he ended up eating instant macaroni instead.

"I don't have time. Hey, you got a minute?" asked Luca.

"Yeah." Gerald nodded.

"Perfect. I need your help." Luca led him into the kitchen. "Do you know how to brew herbs to make medicine?"

"I've never done that before." Gerald frowned. He was not familiar with kitchen-related stuff at all.

"I'll teach you," suggested Luca. He was the only one she could rely on in this small villa. She would not trust the others with this task. They were fine for fighting or causing trouble, and they could even take care of the volunteer if needed. However, preparing herbal medicine was a delicate process. If she left it to them, they would probably waste a ton of it. Gerald did not refuse and instead took out his phone to record her instructions.

"This is kind of complicated. You even have to control the heat carefully." Gerald's brows furrowed.

"It'll be much easier once I get an electric herbal cooker." Luca handed him the herb package. "But for now, we'll have to do it the traditional way. Come on, show me what you've learned."

"There's even an assessment for this?" Gerald muttered while playing back the recording of her instructions and following along with the process.

Seeing that he was handling everything fairly well, Luca nodded. "It's easy to burn the herbs since it's your first time brewing them. If you mess it up, just come look for me to get a fresh batch and give it another shot."

"Got it." Gerald could not help but feel curious. "Who's this medicine for? The volunteer? I haven't seen them take herbal medicine before."

"Stop being so nosy. You'll know once it's ready," replied Luca. She was not worried that they would be able to figure out Hera's condition just by looking at the herbs.

Without formal training, it was impossible to identify the prescription based on the herbs alone.

"It's just a pot of herbal medicine. Why all the mystery?" grumbled Gerald.

Just then, Luca's phone vibrated. She glanced at the screen and saw a message from Luke. He told her that Ray was bringing Vivian to X City to see her for treatment. Luca frowned and quickly asked: [What's wrong with Vivian?] Luke responded almost immediately: [Ray didn't explain over the phone. He just said that something happened after they returned to Russia and that you'd understand once you see her.] Luca asked: [I need to make arrangements on my end. When are they arriving?] [Ray got delayed, so they'll be here the day after tomorrow. See if you can make time, but don't push yourself. Your safety comes first.] Luca replied: [Got it.] Then, she put her phone away.

Gerald smirked and teased, "Ms. Craw, were you texting your lover?"

"If you didn't look the way you do, I'd really suspect you were a woman disguised as a man."

Luca shot him a glare.

"Huh? What's that supposed to mean?" Gerald asked, confused.

"You're too nosy," replied Luca. "I've met a lot of people, but I've never seen a man as gossipy as you."

"Heh, I wasn't always like this." Gerald chuckled sheepishly. "It's just that I'm bored out of my mind. I'm stuck here all day and can't go out. What else is there to talk about besides gossip?"

"Stop trying to dig into my business. Just focus on making the medicine. Let me know when it's ready," Luca instructed before heading upstairs.

With Hera needing treatment, her workload had officially doubled.

First, she gave the volunteer his injection and dry needling treatment. Then, she carried the IV drip and needles and walked into Hera's room.

"I haven't had breakfast yet," said Hera.

Luca suddenly remembered and suggested, "Why don't you order takeout? I didn't cook breakfast today either."

"Is it okay to get injections on an empty stomach?" Hera asked while picking up her phone to place an order.

"It's fine." Luca checked her pulse before proceeding with dry needling.

Once she was done, she set up the IV drip. Just as she was adjusting the drip rate, a chilling voice came from outside the door.

"Why are you giving her an IV?" His voice was cold and sinister, sending a shiver down her spine. Hera tensed up instantly, staring at Luca in panic. She was terrified that Luca might slip up.

Luca remained calm and answered, "This is part of the treatment plan Mr. Shanks prescribed for her."

"Why does she suddenly need treatment? Did something come up in her medical report?" Abel placed a bag down on the table.

Luca glanced at the takeout bag he brought over but remained unbothered by his interrogation. She shot Hera a look, signaling her not to panic. If Abel sensed anything off, no one would be able to help her.

"The medical report has already been reviewed by Mr. Shanks. He recommended this regimen to improve Ms. Sanchez's overall health," explained Luca.

"What do you mean?" Abel frowned. His gaze swept over Hera, taking in her pale lips and slightly trembling form. "Why does she look like this?"

"She hasn't eaten breakfast yet, so she's feeling a little hypoglycemic." Luca was impressed with herself. After spending over three years on the Island of Despair, she had mastered the art of lying without blinking. Her nerves were rock solid. No matter how intimidating Abel was, she handled him with absolute composure.

"Is that so?" Abel stepped closer to the bed and looked down at Hera.

Hera blinked her eyes and, in a weak voice, said, "Yes, babe. I overslept today and haven't eaten yet. I feel a little lightheaded from low blood sugar."

"Your constitution is too weak," Abel muttered with a hint of disdain.

A trace of worry flashed across Hera's eyes, which made her look even paler.

Luca was afraid she would crack under pressure, so she quickly spoke up. "Actually, a lot of women struggle with low blood sugar. Mr. Abel, Mr. Shanks has already reviewed Ms. Sanchez's medical report. Would you like to take a look?"

Chapter 3448 Tortured Until Losing The Will To Live "You don't need to remind me. I was going to check anyway." Abel shot Luca a chilling look. She took a step back and stayed silent.

Abel turned to the pale-faced Hera and said, "If you've got low blood sugar, get up and eat something."

"I'll eat now," Hera replied, sitting up.

Luca handed her the takeout.

Abel glanced at the food and then frowned at Luca. "Why didn't you make breakfast this morning?"

"I was busy," Luca explained with a calm indifference, her expression unwavering. She showed no fear, even under Abel's questioning.

Hera suddenly found herself admiring Luca. Everyone feared this man, yet Luca remained composed even when facing potential punishment. Not just anyone could pull that off.

At the thought of this, Hera opened the takeout and kept quiet.

Abel narrowed his eyes, glancing between Hera and Luca. His gaze was not exactly gentle as he muttered, "Stop eating this junk. It's bad for you."

"I know, babe. Just this once. After this, I'll have what Luca cooks from now on," replied Hera.

Luca held her life in her hands now. She could not afford to piss her off. If she crossed her and Luca exposed the truth, her good days would be over.

Abel gave her a skeptical look.

Previously, Hera would always find a way to blame Luca for everything and was constantly picking fights. Why was she staying quiet this time and even acting as obedient as a little kitten?

What kind of spell did Luca put on her?

Hera took a bite of her food but could not shake the feeling of being watched.

The hair on her neck stood on end. She looked up and saw that Abel was indeed staring at her. His eyes were full of suspicion.

A chill ran through her. She forced an awkward smile and asked, "Babe, do you want some?" Abel's frown deepened. "No."

"Okay." Lowering her gaze, Hera continued to eat her breakfast, using the simple act as a veil for her growing unease. Did she say something wrong? Why was Abel looking at her like that?

Luca stood still, waiting patiently. Yet she could feel Abel's scrutinizing gaze lingering on her and Hera, probing for something unseen. A quiet sense of helplessness settled over her. Luca reckoned that Hera's sudden change must have tipped him off.

"Mr. Abel, I'll head downstairs to get back to work," said Luca. Staying in the same room as these two any longer was pure torture.

Abel stopped her. "Wait."

Her footsteps halted, and she turned back to look at them.

"Stay here and take care of her." Abel felt that something felt off about Hera.

Perhaps the issue was in her medical report. Since Luca would not talk, he would just have to ask Shanks.

Abel felt that everyone in this villa was capable of lying to him, everyone except Shanks. Luca frowned slightly, looking troubled. "Mr. Abel, I still have to go downstairs to perform dry needling treatment for the volunteer."

Abel narrowed his eyes, clearly displeased.

Hera's heart pounded in fear. She was terrified that if he lost his temper and lashed out at Luca, she might end up spilling her secrets just to get out of trouble. Panicked, she quickly said, "Babe, I'm really fine. I don't need anyone looking after me."

Abel looked at her suspiciously.

Hera pressed on, "Really, I mean it. I don't need anyone here. Just let her go do her work. Besides, having someone I don't like around is just annoying."

Abel had no choice but to go along with it. He shot Luca a sharp look and snapped, "Get lost!"

Without hesitation, Luca turned and left.

Hera let out a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to continue eating, Abel suddenly grabbed her by the chin.

Hera cried out in pain.

"Are you hiding something from me?" His voice was low and threatening. It was as though he was speaking to an enemy rather than his lover.

"I... I'm not." Hera's jaw ached under his grip. Being squeezed like this hurt like hell.

"Babe, please, my chin... It hurts. Can you let go?" Hera whimpered and trembled, not knowing if it was from fear or pain.

Abel let out a cold snort and shoved her face away.

Hera gasped for air, her jaw still throbbing. She felt like she had just barely escaped death.

"If I find out you're keeping something from me, don't blame me for what happens next," warned Abel before storming off.

Hera panted heavily. She felt like she was dying. However, she had no way out.

If she left, with her failing health, who knew how much longer she could survive? If she sought treatment outside, the medical bills would be astronomical.

At the thought of this, Hera's brows furrowed. She had to hold on no matter what. With that thought, she forced herself to keep eating.

After updating Shanks about Abel's visit, Luca grabbed the herbal medicine and left the lab. Hera's situation was Shanks' responsibility now. Whether he chose to tell the truth or not was no longer her concern.

Just as she was about to enter the volunteer's room, she saw Abel walking down the hallway. Without hesitation, she quickly slipped inside and got to work on the treatment.

Abel knocked once on the lab door before stepping inside.

Shanks was staring blankly into a microscope, deep in thought.

"Spacing out this early in the morning? Having trouble with your experiment?" Abel asked casually.

Shanks knew that Abel was only concerned about the progress of the experiment. Anything beyond that was outside his area of interest.

Shanks lifted his head and shot a glance at Abel. "What brings you here?"

"Just checking in. Is there a problem with the experiment?" asked Abel. Like Luca, he had learned to pick up on some of Shanks' habits.

For example, Shanks had a habit of staring into the microscope and getting lost in his thoughts whenever he encountered a challenge in his experiments.

"Everything's fine." Shanks withdrew his gaze and turned his attention back to the microscope.

"Then what were you thinking about?" pressed Abel.

Shanks replied, "Why? Am I not even allowed to think now?"

Catching the irritation in his tone, Abel forced a laugh. Even though he was annoyed, he knew better than to provoke Shanks now. Otherwise, Kassy's situation would be in jeopardy. Kassy had made it clear that if she could not fully recover, there was no point in letting her out.

She had been locked away in that prison for years, left unseen. She was unable to walk and had been tortured to the brink of losing all will to live.

"That's not the case." Abel dropped the subject and asked instead, "Luca said you reviewed Hera's medical report?"

"I did." Shanks picked up a test tube and gently swirled the liquid inside.

"So? How is it?" asked Abel.

Shanks paused for a moment before answering nonchalantly, "It's nothing serious. She's just in suboptimal health."

He added, "Which, by the way, applies to pretty much everyone in modern society, including you."

That struck Abel as odd. Shanks rarely bothered explaining anything.

Was Hera really fine?

Doubt crept into his mind, but he did not press further. Instead, he asked, "I don't care about all that suboptimal health nonsense. Just tell me-can she be a donor for Kassy? If we go through with the transplant, will it cause any complications for Kassy?"

Chapter 3449 Are You Telling Me How To Do My Job "No." Shanks' tone was cold and firm with no trace of hesitation.

Abel still looked doubtful.

Shanks added, "Would you like to see her medical report?"

Abel was startled for a moment. How did Shanks know he had been thinking about that report?

Now that Shanks brought it up, the idea lost its appeal.

Abel shook his head. "Even if you showed it to me, I wouldn't understand it. Shanks, Kassy's life is in your hands. If you can give her a second chance, I'll provide as much research funding as you need."

Shanks remained silent. He could save Kassy. In fact, his research had always been for Kassy. However, he did not expect Abel to be so ruthless as to insist on using a living person as a donor for Kassy. That was something he could not accept.

Kassy's condition could be treated with organs from a brain-dead patient. Why destroy a perfectly healthy life?

Shanks was not acting out of mercy. He simply refused to go against his medical ethics.

He was not someone who had to save lives, but he would not harm others in the name of science either.

Abel noticed Shanks was ignoring him. He stepped forward, and his voice turned low and menacing. It was a warning but also a reminder.

"Shanks, we've been working together for a long time. As long as Kassy pulls through, I'll bankroll whatever research you want. But let me be clear-I can't have anything going off track with this plan. You get what I'm saying?"

The warning loomed over Shanks like a storm. He understood what Abel meant. He just did not want to care.

"I have work to do. If you have nothing else to say, leave." Shanks' voice was calm.

Abel narrowed his eyes. He could sense that Shanks had changed.

Ever since he found out about the plan to use Hera's kneecaps for Kassy, he had been different.

Still, Abel was not worried. He knew Shanks had heard him loud and clear. Even if he had not voiced his agreement, it did not matter.

As Abel patted Shanks on the shoulder, he flashed a dark, sinister smile before walking out. As soon as he closed the lab door, he saw Luca step out of the opposite room, carrying a tray. From the looks of it, she had just finished treating the volunteer.

"How's his condition?" asked Abel.

Luca replied, "He's doing well so far. He can even see light now."

"Good." Abel was satisfied. As he thought about Shanks, who was inside the lab, he added, Keep an eye on him for me. If he does anything unusual, let me know immediately."

Luca was startled. Was Abel suspicious of Shanks? Even if he was, why ask her to keep an eye on him?

Everyone in this villa was loyal to Abel. Surely, he trusted them more than he trusted her, right? The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. Why was she the one tasked with watching Shanks?

Noticing the blank expression on Luca's face, Abel frowned in displeasure. "Did you hear me?"

"Got it," Luca quickly replied. "It's just that Mr. Shanks rarely leaves the lab..."

She had a feeling that there was a rift forming between Shanks and Abel. That thought made her secretly thrilled.

Shanks had never been Abel's subordinate. Yet he was working for him now, which made him one of Abel's greatest assets.

CC Even for Luke and the others, Shanks' research was something they had to be cautious about. Now that Shanks and Abel were at odds, it meant Abel was losing a key ally. For them, that was great news.

"Why are you talking so much?" Abel snapped. "Just do your job. Don't even think about conspiring with him to deceive me. There are others watching you too."

He did not want Luca to be the one spying on Shanks, but he had no choice. Shanks barely left the lab, and only Luca had unrestricted access to it in this entire villa. Abel had no better option, so this would have to do.

"Alright," Luca agreed, though she had no intention of actually following through.

She and Shanks shared a secret now. If she helped Abel at this moment, it would only hinder their future plans. What she wanted was for Shanks and Abel to turn against each other completely.

"Hmph." Abel was dissatisfied.

"Mr. Abel, there's something I need to discuss with you." Luca suddenly remembered Vivian's matter.

"What is it?" Abel narrowed his eyes. What could she possibly want to discuss with him? It was probably nothing good.

Luca explained, "When I came to X City, I told them I was invited to join a research program for further training. The company approved my leave, so now, everyone knows I'm here- including Vivian."

"Vivian?" Abel frowned. The name sounded familiar.

"Yes. Vivian's brother is Ray. You might have crossed paths with him before..."

The moment she mentioned Ray, Abel instantly knew who she was talking about. His expression darkened, and an ominous chill settled over him.

Luca knew she had guessed it right when she saw that. She heard that the Island of Despair had already lost a few people to Ray's forces. Then again, Abel had taken down some of Ray's people as well.

Neither side backed down, both testing each other's limits.

Luca said, "She's coming to X City to see me for treatment."

A glint of interest flashed across Abel's eyes. Vivian, huh?

"Mr. Abel, I know there's tension between you two, but I urge you to think this through. Right now, your top priority should be saving the person you care about. If you go after Vivian now, Ray won't let it slide. This villa isn't exactly a secure hideout, and Shanks' entire research is based here. If you act recklessly, you need to be prepared for the consequences." Luca had no choice but to bring up Vivian in front of Abel.

There was no way she could secretly meet with Vivian. If she was caught, it could ruin Luke's entire plan.

She had to do this. There was no other way.

Without warning, Abel raised his hand and slapped her across the face.

The sharp crack echoed through the room, making the person in charge of taking care of the volunteer peek out to see what was happening.

The moment he saw Abel striking Luca, he quickly pulled his head back.

"Are you trying to tell me how to do my job?" Abel's voice was low and menacing. "Do you think I have no idea you're tight with Vivian?"

"Yes, I have a good relationship with Vivian. Being undercover around Luke, I had to get close to everyone connected to him. Whether you think I'm protecting her or not, I'm telling you that staying out of this is the smartest move. Stirring up conflict now will only cause trouble."

Abel's expression was ice-cold. "You'd better stop playing games with me. Don't forget that your daughter is still in my hands. No one in the organization will go easy on her just because she's a little girl. Do you understand?"

"You don't have to worry. I won't act recklessly for my child's sake. But I have to check on Vivian. If I don't even show up, given our relationship, they'll definitely become suspicious." "Hmph." Abel let out a cold snort, then turned around and walked away.

Chapter 3450 Brush Off The Slap Luca's head was slightly tilted, her cheek burning with pain.

Abel had not held back at all. The force of his slap was merciless. A numbness spread across her face at an alarming speed.

From the next room, someone peeked out again and asked in a low voice, "You okay?"

"I'm fine." Luca's expression remained calm. This kind of injury was nothing to her.

Back on the Island of Despair, she had endured far worse during training. She survived, did she not?

Without another word, Luca pushed open the lab door and stepped inside.

The man watching shook his head. Her face was already that swollen, and she still said she was fine... What a tough woman. She took a slap that hard and brushed it off like it was nothing.

Shanks lifted his head when he heard the door open. When he saw it was Luca and noticed how swollen the side of her face was, his brows furrowed.

"Abel did this?"

"Who else?" Luca let out a bitter laugh, only to wince as the movement tugged at the pain. She sucked in a sharp breath.

Shanks took another look at her bruised, swollen face. It looked bad. Without a word, he turned to the medicine cabinet, grabbed an anti-inflammatory pill, and handed it to her." Take this and put some ice on it. With how hard he hit you, the swelling will last until tomorrow."

"Thank you, Mr. Shanks." Luca took the pill, swallowing it dry without bothering to grab water.

It was large, and it took her a while to get it down. Then, she reached for an ice pack from a nearby cabinet and pressed it against her face. Half an hour later, the ice pack had nearly melted into water.

A knock sounded at the lab door.

Luca got up to answer it. It was Gerald, holding a tray. His face lit up when he saw her, but then he froze.

"Ms. Craw, what happened to your face?" Gerald stared at her swollen cheek in shock before lowering his voice. "Wait, don't tell me the boss did this?"

"Is the medicine ready?" Luca ignored his question. Her gaze fell on the dark, bitter liquid in the mug.

"Yes, it's done." Gerald nodded.

"Let's go. We need to bring it to Ms. Sanchez." Luca stepped out, closing the lab door behind her.

"Ms. Craw, was it Ms. Sanchez or the boss who hit you?" However, Gerald was not done being nosy.

"What do you think?" Luca did not answer the question.

"Your face is messed up. My guess is the boss. Ms. Sanchez doesn't have that kind of strength." Gerald analyzed.

Luca did not respond. After they reached the third floor, she walked straight into Hera's room. By now, Hera had finished breakfast and was lying in bed.

Hera sat up when she saw Luca walk into the room.

"Your face..." Hera's eyes widened in surprise before she quickly tried to defend herself. " That has nothing to do with me. I didn't say a word about you to him."

She thought Abel had slapped Luca because of her, which was why she was so quick to clear herself of any blame. Who knew if Luca held a grudge and said something to Abel out of spite because of it?

"I know it wasn't because of you. Now, take your medicine," replied Luca.

"Alright." Hera let out a sigh of relief, reassured that Luca would not take it out on her.

Luca turned to Gerald, who was still standing there holding the tray, staring blankly. "What are you waiting for? Give Ms. Sanchez her medicine."

"Oh, right." Gerald came back to his senses. He could not shake the feeling that something between these two had changed.

Hera used to seize every opportunity to mock Luca, yet now, she was not only holding back but also actively explaining herself. It was as though she were afraid of provoking Luca.

The world was getting weirder by the day!

Gerald handed the mug of dark herbal medicine to Hera. "Ms. Sanchez, your medicine is ready."

Hera frowned at the murky black liquid. "Can't I take modern drugs instead?"

"Herbal medicine is better," replied Luca. "It's gentler on the liver and stomach and works more effectively for long-term healing."

Hera stared at the mug, her stomach turning. "So, I have to drink this from now on?" "You don't want to?" questioned Luca. Then, she pointed at the luxury handbag sitting on the couch. "Think about that. Look at what you have, then decide if it's worth it."

Hera glanced at the designer bag and expensive clothes. She bit her lip, picked up the mug, then set it aside. "It's too hot. I'll drink it later."

"Herbal medicine works best when it's hot. It's also less bitter that way. If you wait for it to cool, it'll be twice as bitter," Luca lied casually while keeping a close watch on her.

If she did not, Hera's spoiled nature would kick in, and she would probably find a way to dump the whole thing.

"Ms. Sanchez, I know it's bitter, but here's a piece of candy. Drink it down, then eat this, and it won't taste so bad." Gerald fished a small wrapped candy from his pocket.

"Where did you get this?" Luca took the candy from him, inspecting it.

It was the kind of small, cheap candy supermarkets gave out.

"The last time you sent me to buy something. It was in the shopping bag." Gerald grinned.

Luca handed the candy to Hera. "Drink it."

Hera had no choice. She took the candy, then lifted the mug.

Luca reminded her when she saw Hera hesitating, "Take a deep breath and just get it over with."

Hera inhaled sharply, then downed the entire mug in one go.

Gerald winced just watching her drink the thick, black liquid. It looked unbearably bitter, and just smelling it was bad enough, let alone drinking it.

She actually drank it. Gerald gave her a silent thumbs-up.

Personally, he would not touch that stuff no matter what.

The moment Hera finished, she tore open the candy wrapper and popped it into her mouth.

The bitter taste had spread across her tongue, coating every corner of her mouth, but then the sweetness from the candy gradually took over, drowning out the harshness. As the candy melted, she finally felt like she could breathe again.

"I almost died just now," muttered Hera.

Gerald took the empty mug to clean up.

"Got any more of that candy?" asked Hera. She usually avoided sugar for the sake of her skin. However, she could not afford to be picky now.

Gerald said, "Not at the moment, but I can order some for you on a delivery app if you want some,"

"Go ahead and order some. I'll need candy every time I take herbal medicine," said Hera. For the first time, she realized that candy could actually taste this good.

"Got it." Gerald nodded.

Luca glanced at the IV bottle. It was almost empty. Without a word, she carefully removed the needle from Hera's arm.

"That's it for today's treatment. You'll need to take a few pills tonight. That's the full regimen for the day," Luca informed her.

"More medicine? Didn't you say herbal medicine was enough?" Hera asked with confusion.

"Herbal medicine will help your body recover, but modern drugs are for regulating your sleep. No matter how much herbal medicine you take, if your sleep is a mess, it's pointless. Ms. Sanchez, try to stop staying up late. Go to bed early and rise early. That's the only way to get healthy," advised Luca.

Gerald nodded in agreement. "She's right. Ever since I started going to bed early and waking up early here, I've been feeling great."

Hera did not mind being told to avoid late nights.

It was not that she enjoyed staying up. She just could not fall asleep when the time came.