On the other end of the line, Damien seemed to let out a breath of relief, and his voice softened.
"Thank you, Miss Dawson. If you need anything going forward, just contact Felix. He will..."
"No need," Ivy cut him off, her tone carrying her signature pride.
"Mr. Clarke, I'm not helping you because I want something from you."
"Even if you hadn't asked me today, if I had found out what was happening to her, I wouldn't have just stood by."
"We research types might be a little nerdy, but we have a strong sense of what's right."
"We know who has real talent and who's just a fraud."
"Protecting Grace isn't just about protecting her. It's about protecting the last shred of integrity people like us have."
With that, she hung up.
On the other end, standing before the floor-to-ceiling windows at the top of the Nexus building, Damien looked at the disconnected call on his screen. He wasn't angry. Instead, a faint smile touched his lips.
This was exactly the kind of person he wanted.
A friend who could truly get through to Grace and give her strength.
Not a caretaker he had hired with money.
With a place to stay secured, Grace dedicated herself completely, unreservedly, to her research.
The next morning, she contacted Felix and was taken to the Nexus Laboratory, a facility on the outskirts of Jarrow City so secret it didn't even appear on maps.
From the moment she stepped through its doors, she was like a different person.
The fragile, helpless, and silent Grace who had stood before the Hart family vanished.
In her place was a calm, focused, and almost ruthless research machine.
She went into a self-punishing mode.
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