“What happened?” Norma's brows knitted together as she gazed at the anxious-looking Morse.
The man, unbothered about Arielle's presence, went straight to the point. “Something doesn't look right about that child. He’s vomiting all of a sudden...”
Before Morse could finish his sentence, Norma hurried off.
Child? Could it be that child?
A line deepened between Arielle's brows, and she quickly followed behind them.
“Norma, how did the child get sick again while under your care?” Torsten probed in dissatisfaction upon catching sight of her.
Faced with his interrogation, Norma flew into a rage at once. I'm here to conduct experiments, not to take care of the children. Never mind that he put those children under my care, but I'm also a woman who hasn't gotten married and never gave birth to kids before'. How can he possibly find fault with me now that something has gone wrong?
“Like you, I'm also here for research and experiments. It isn't my responsibility to take care of the children. Can you not push the blame on me whenever something happens?” Norma's expression darkened drastically. “I'm not the cause of his sickness.”
Watching the two bicker, Arielle felt a pang of fury surge within her. Isn't the child the most important thing right now? Why are they quarreling here instead of saving that child?
Regardless, Arielle dared not speak up. After all, she had just managed to get in there and had yet laid her hands on any evidence. It was little wonder why she would be worried about exposing herself.
“How’s the child doing now?” Arielle asked softly. “Have you guys found out the problem?”
Her words instantly cut the two off their argument.
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