Zane froze for a moment, then furrowed his brow deeply. He couldn't understand why Deborah was so determined to get into Brightwood Research Institute. On top of that, according to his investigation, the person who had poisoned him seemed to have some connection to the institute. Was there truly a link between the two? Doubt began to gnaw at him.
Deborah quietly regarded him for a moment, then gave a soft smile and averted her gaze. To Zane, Deborah was just a girl from the countryside. She lacked remarkable looks, a solid educational background, and even basic moral character. His doubts about her seemed only natural.
Deborah had sought Zane's help initially just to make things less troublesome and to avoid drawing too much attention. After all, as someone who hadn't even graduated high
