My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2048

I suddenly thought about the babies Sebastian was taking care of in Mesville.

Changing their DNA meant that the stronger ones would survive. This was an attempt to strike while the iron was hot. The success rate was much higher with children, which was why Nathan had his hand on these powerless children.

Survival of the fittest was the natural order of life, but in the eyes of the Marshall family, it had obviously become an excuse to steal lives from others. To ensure that the Marshall family continued to have perfect genes, they didn't hesitate to violate human ethics and had used countless children as experimental subjects. To protect their fortune and glory, they had sacrificed the lives of tens of thousands of children.

As soon as I said this, the researchers hung their heads low and chose to keep silent.

Their silence was the best evidence to my point.

Anger had overwhelmed every other emotion I felt right now. I then shouted, "What the h*ll?!"All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

We could only imagine how terrifying it must be to become a test subject. They must feel like animals in a circus. These self-proclaimed nobles would enjoy the hard labor of ordinary people while tormenting their children and destroying their hopes and dreams.

Children were a gift from heaven, the cleanest and purest of lives in this world, but they were then mired in the swamp of the Marshall family's selfish goals.

I couldn't imagine what the Marshall family would do when they had completed this research. Would they ensure the continuation of their family's perfect genes, or extend their sinful grasp onto the descendants of ordinary people and classify their genes as inferior?

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but glare at the two researchers who were on the ground. I gritted her teeth and swore, "Helping an evildoer to accomplish their heinous goals. You're just as evil as them!"

"Where are the other researchers? Where are they now?"

These horrible and inhumane experiments shouldn't exist as all.

The young researcher's face was full of snot and tears. Due to fear, he was terribly distracted. He stammered as he heard my question and answered, "Mesville... St Peter Orphanage in

Mesville..."

His voice was so soft and shaky, I didn't hear him clearly and I didn't have the patience to ask again. I Evan, who was standing guard,

"Evan get over there and wound

things out. Try your best to save all of the children."

"Yes, Madam." Evan agreed and motioned his men to take the group of researchers out.

Only the three of us were left in the living room once they left. Things felt tense right now, perhaps because of the unknown gic disease I had inside me.

With his hands in his pockets, Aaron frowned. He was very worried.

Hendrix wasn't any better. This man, who was used to giving out orders, wasn't just quiet right now, he had just lit up a cigarette.

I let out a long sigh and walked over to him with a frown on my face. I snatched the cigarette from his hand and stubbed it out in an ashtray.

"If I catch you smoking again, I'll hold you against the family rules." I probably looked like a fierce tigress in his eyes from how ferocious I looked.

I had meant it as a joke to liven up the atmosphere.

For me, this sudden gic

mutation was just an uncertainty

and it might never turn active. What I

knew for sure was that Hendrix

wouldn't end up blind, and I didn't

regret being a lab rat for him.