The Consortium's Heir

Chapter 244

Chapter 244 Unethical Experimentation

"But I had no money, place to go, friends, or even family.There was no one [ could ask for help from,"

Edward continued, "I roamed the streets for three days, starving and freezing so much that I wanted to seek help from my professor.However, when I arrived at his home, I realized his door was locked, and it seemed like no one had been home in a long time. I asked around the neighborhood, but a neighbor suddenly called out my name and handed me my professor’s house keys. I asked them what had happened to my professor but never got any answers. So, I lived in my professor’s home for three years while searching for him. The authorities only revealed the truth when I was on the verge of breaking down."

He paused for a breath before adding, "It turned out that my professor tried searching for me and discovered the company's unethical experimentation in the process. He then informed the authorities and negotiated with the company to hand me over. He even gave them his life’s work and the data from his experiments, which he valued dearly.

That was the last time anyone saw him—he vanished.

From that day, I worked hard to earn a living and picked up various skills, including several types of martial arts.

I did all that in hopes of one day locating my professor and rescuing him from the company’s clutches.

"I eventually succeeded."

Edward’s gaze had been downcast the entire time he spoke.

Yet, when he said this, his head suddenly lifted his head, his eyes glimmering with unyielding determination.

"But my professor had damage in his central nervous system after undergoing those unethical experiments.He needed expensive treatment.That was when the Reid family approached me, promising to cover all my professor’s living expenses and medical bills.They assured me that they would never abandon him until he either recovers or dies."

Following that, Edward shot a firm look at Darius, stating, "That's why I’m very sorry, Mr.Reid.I understand your good intentions, but I can’t take on such a responsibility."

A moment passed as Darius pondered, "He’s just been through a lot in such a short time, so, understandably, he’s in denial.To be fair, Edward is a talented person, so I don’t mind waiting a few minutes more."

With that in mind, he nodded and replied, "Okay.We’ll keep things according to your wish."

The room then fell into a long period of silence.

In the end, Edward could not hold himself back He glanced at Darius and asked, "Mr.Reid, what do we do now?"

Darius shut his eyes and sighed.

"Where’s Miguel right now?"

Edward froze.

He did not know the answer, so he retreated two steps before speedily replying, "Mr.Reid, please rest here for a moment. I'll go find him."

He then took another two steps back and zipped out the door like lightning. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Only two minutes passed before he brought Miguel to Darius.

Miguel reached out and pointed at the main door, many conflicting emotions swirling in his gaze that focused on Darius.

Sensing that, Darius looked up from his laptop to see Miguel standing at the door and silently staring at him.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Perhaps Miguel had taken things too seriously that he trembled from head to toe upon hearing Darius’ words.

Darius arched a brow at such dramatic behavior.

Yet, he did not comment on it.

Instead, he returned to his seat, centered himself, then spoke.

"Come in."

Only then did Miguel enter the room, standing stiffly before Darius.He did not move a single muscle, not even those around his eyes.

Because of that, his eyelids covered most of his eyes, blocking them from Darius’ sight.

Even so, Darius did not care.

He then pointed to the side, where a dazed Borisin Martinez sat, and said, "Your master had you keep a close eye on me recently.But it seems he wasn’t doing too good himself, which makes me a little worried."

Miguel’s gaze traveled in the direction Darius pointed.

Once he saw Borisin, his brows raised with fear.It was because Borisin sat there unmoving and did not even look at Miguel when he arrived.

"That’s unacceptable!" Miguel thought.

He straightened his spine, his red eyes glowering at Darius as he yelled, "What the hell happened? How did he become like this?"

"He was exposed to an experimental drug, but the specifics of why he’s like this is unclear."

Darius’ eyes dimmed as he spoke.

Miguel could discern Darius’ anger from the latter’s low tone and concise speech.He sucked in a sharp but deep breath, recomposing himself.

Then, he uttered at a slower, more controlled pace, "Sorry about earlier.I was just so worried that I behaved out of line.I won't do it again."

"You're both members of the authorities, so you have convenient access to things like healthcare, so take him back with you now."

After saying that, Darius waved dismissively at the door and redirected his attention onto his laptop screen.

That rendered Miguel speechless, his mouth opening wide but not a word came out.He could not comprehend why Darius reacted that way, so he decided not to continue talking.He reached out, hooking his arm around Borisin’s to drag the latter away.

Much to his surprise, Borisin seemed more robust than before; the latter did not budge even when Miguel used all his strength.

Eventually, Miguel stopped trying and turned to look at Darius.

"What's the meaning of this? Is it also because of the experimental drug?"

Darius shook his head while meeting the former’s eyes.

"As much as I want to answer your question, I don’t know—because this experimental drug has never been approved for use."

"Then how do you know about all this?"

Miguel questioned loudly.

Darius narrowed his eyes to slits.

"I don’t think this matter has anything to do with you."

Seeing how Darius’ countenance had drastically shifted twice in a short period, Miguel’s breathing grew heavy.

He then spoke in a low, almost growling tone.

"I suggest you be more polite when speaking with me.Don’t forget that you’re now involved ina homicide case!"

Upon hearing that, Darius leaned back in his seat and crossed his legs.

A scoff came from his lips, highlighting his unwavering confidence, even when facing Miguel’s threat.He cocked a brow and smirked at the latter, but it was not because he was happy.

"Isn't the reason you guys approached me because you wanted to find evidence against me?"