Chapter 1030
Inside the black Maybach.
Serena sat in the backseat, her finger swiping across her phone screen, her expression growing increasingly solemn.
The chilling aura radiating from her made Nicholas glance over. He reached out and took her hand. “What’s wrong p>
“Still angry about that piece of trash p>
His thumb gently stroked the back of her hand. “Trash like that isn’t worth your energy p>
“Him p>
Serena lifted her dark, glacial eyes, her voice completely detached. “As if he’s worthy p>
Of course he wasn’t.
Adrian didn’t even qualify for a second of her thought.
Serena turned her phone screen toward him.
The screen was filled with endless lines of decoded data. “See for yourself p>
It was the decrypted data from the microchip she had retrieved from the abandoned factory’s basement.
The dense pages of decoded names were absolutely harrowing.
Names, ages, blood types, admission dates, and health grading metrics for every single person.
“The Doyle family’s operations are even filthier than I imagined p>
Serena’s voice was ice-cold. “I’ve only skimmed part of the data. I originally thought the Doyle family only targeted Marington College and a few other elite schools, preying on brilliant, high-achieving students from impoverished backgrounds p>
“But I found… there are quite a few children listed here p>
When she uttered those last few words.
A biting, furious chill bled into Serena’s tone.
It was exceedingly rare to see her this angry.
Nicholas’s gaze fell on the next page of data on the phone.
His pupils contracted sharply, his grip on the phone tightening.
“This one, eight years old p>
He stared at a line of data, his eyes turning dangerously dark. “And this one, and this one p>
“All from remote areas. Orphanages p>
Nicholas’s eyes turned terrifyingly frigid.
The records were filled with destitute children, some who didn’t even exist on official government registries.
They were children who could vanish without a single person ever looking for them.
The further down he scrolled.
The more horrifying it became.
Experiment ID numbers.
Medication logs.
Physical metrics.
And, beside almost every name on the list, the chilling word: ‘Decommissioned p>
Nicholas’s gaze grew colder and colder.
These were all vibrant, living human beings.
“These monsters p>
Veins bulged on
bac
Nicholas’s hand, pure murderous intent raging in his
eyes.
The Doyle family was completely rotten to its core.
Serena raised her hand and gently placed it over his, her expression grim. “We
need to speed up the timeline p>
“The Doyle family is just a front. If
we don’t rip this poisonous tree out
its
Done victims will only
multiply p>
Nicholas flipped his hand to clasp hers, his thumb rubbing over her fingers which had grown cold from her fury. “Don’t worry. Now that this data is in our hands, well maximize its impact p>
“I’ll deploy the Blackwood family’s dark web network to monitor every single move the Doyle family makes p>
Serena murmured an agreement, leaning back into the seat and closing her tired eyes.
They had to move fast.
Absolutely fast.
Those ID numbers, those dates.
And the entries with nothing but raw metrics, where the name column was just another number.
Some of these victims didn’t even have names.
Half an hour later.
The car smoothly pulled into the Lancaster Manor driveway.
Serena stepped out.
Caleb Sommers and the others stepped out of the trailing vehicle.
They practically bumped right into the Lancaster family, who had just arrived themselves.
Old Mr. Lancaster sat in his wheelchair, with Catherine standing behind him.
“Grandpa, Mom, Dad, Julian.” Serena
looked at them and instantly
lne
Con the dots. “Did you all
to the competition?
go