"Julian? How can you be here?" Stefano asked, his voice trembling.
"Why not? It's a small world, Stefano. Especially when we turn out to share the same creator," Julian replied, continuing to stride forward. His boots made heavy thuds on the concrete floor of the warehouse.
"You work for them? All this time? While you were destroying my marriage, you were already part of NeuroCorp?" Stefano tried to stand, but his legs felt weak.
Julian laughed, a very cold sound. "Don't flatter yourself. I didn't destroy your marriage. I just took what rightfully belongs to a stronger man. NeuroCorp needs subjects with great ambition, not losers preoccupied with love like you."
"You're crazy, Julian. They've made you a lab rat, and you're proud of it?" Elena retorted, her voice full of hatred.
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