Chapter 1147
“Dad, you can’t just leave me here!” Bianca’s eyes were bloodshot as she cried, begging for mercy.
But after meeting Arthur’s warning, ruthless glare, she instantly fell silent.
“Heh p>
A sudden scoff broke the heavy atmosphere.
In the current tension, that single sound felt exceptionally jarring.
It drew the attention of many, who turned their heads toward the source.
They saw Serena, who had been sitting quietly in the corner, slowly stand up.
She had one hand tucked casually into her pocket, her posture relaxed. “Mr. Doyle, don’t be in such a rush to distance yourself p>
The corners of her crimson lips curved upward inch by inch.
Her smile grew increasingly radiant and languid as she pointed at the massive screen. “The best part is still to come p>
Arthur’s face changed, a strong sense of foreboding washing over him.
He watched as Serena waved her phone at him.
Her slender white fingers tapped the screen a few times.
The next second.
The image on the massive screen shifted once again.
The surveillance video seemed to shatter, scattering across the display.
Then, those fragments reorganized, forming pages of data and financial statements.
The massive, illegal flow of funds from Doyle Pharmaceuticals over the years, the detailed breakdowns, the concrete evidence of money laundering through dozens of virtual nodes-all of it was laid out plain as day.
Every single transaction was clear.
Someone gasped, “Is this Doyle Pharmaceuticals’ ledger p>
“All that money went to offshore accounts p>
“Who owns those offshore accounts? That’s millions of dollars p>
The moment Arthur saw those details, his face turned as pale as a sheet.
The Doyle family’s top-secret ledger, how could it p>
And how could it have such specific details p>
He whipped around, only one thought in his mind—
Run.
He had to run, right now.
If he stayed here any longer.
What awaited him would be absolute destruction!
But he barely took two steps.
“Bang p>
A water bottle flew through the air and smashed into the back of his knee.
Arthur pitched forward, crashing hard onto the floor.
He sprawled there and looked back.
“Why run?” Serena walked over
slowly, looking down at him from a
commanding height, her voice bone chillingly cold. “Mr. Doyle,
haven Deven settled the score regarding the impoverished students you sponsored for human drug trials p>
Arthur struggled to crawl up.
But the images on the big screen rolled once more.
This time, what appeared was utterly horrifying.
It was a Subterranean Bio-Lab.
Countless iron cages, endless hospital beds.
People lay on those beds, emaciated to the bone, covered in tubes, while people in
white coats walked back and forth, recording data.
Files were displayed on the screen one by one.
Records of drug trials, identification numbers for the Human Specimens, adverse reactions, death certificates p>
Then, the faces of the students sponsored by the Doyle family appeared on the screen one after another.
The entire chain of evidence
completely proved how the Doyle family used the guise of charity to turn impoverished students into human guinea pigs.
The videos of the human drug mutation experiments, the list of the murdered
students, the gruesome state of those tortured beyond recognition p>
Everything was laid bare on the massive screen.
The reporters in the venue went insane.
Shutters clicked non-stop.
Some people outright started cursing. “Animals p>
“Is this something human beings do p>
“Human trials! They dared to conduct human trials p>
Sprawled on the floor, Arthur stared at those images in disbelief, his entire body shaking.
Impossible.
These things were hidden so deeply, how could they have been dug up?
His eyes were bloodshot as he glared fiercely at Serena, looking like he wanted to eat her alive.
But Serena just stood there, her expression lazy and calm, showing no emotional fluctuation at all, just looking at him coldly with a sovereign’s disdain.