Staring hard into Riise's eyes, I searched for any hint of what he truly thought. He had to know how much Jack’s betrayal had devastated me. Yet he was willing to confront me like this to uncover the mastermind behind the scramble for the M1 inhibitor. Anger surged through me.
Did he really believe that I would conspire with Jack over the inhibitor? The accusation felt like a deep insult.
“You know I need that inhibitor to save my mother, and you’re questioning my motives? I don’t care about that scumbag. Compared to my mom, he means nothing!” I shouted, my composure completely lost. My voice was filled with frustration and unexpressed resentment.
Riise held me firmly in his arms, witnessing my near-madness and outburst. But instead of anger, a sense of satisfaction flickered in his eye
