"You..." Clark's expression was depressingly gloomy when he saw Serene's resplendent smile. He had worked so hard on the conspiracy for so long, thinking that he was in control of everyone's fate.
But in the end, the person being played turned out to b e him?
Clark clamped his jaw. "But I saw her inject you with the virus with my own eyes!"
"It's fake." Serenity answered unconcernedly, "After I left, I informed Julian about the plan. He took the Errol Virus, and in exchange, he gave me another batch of equipment. The liquid in those syringes that I took out later was just processed saline. It’s just that it has the same color as the Errol Virus. Otherwise, do you think I was really just wandering during the two hours I was outside?"
"You fooled me." Clark glared at Serenity sombrely. " Your mother died so miserably. It's fine if you don’t avenge her, but you're helping your enemy! Serenity Wright, after so many years of comfort, you've lusted for the power of the Wrights, am I right?"
Clark’s voice was hoarse and filled with hatred.
A trace of agony could not help flashing through Serenity’s eyes. She then said slowly, "I didn't do so for the so-called power."
"Huh.” Clark snorted coldly. "The only thing I know is that you’ll regret your choice in the future! I'm your biological grandfather, and you betrayed me for some outsiders. Do you think they'll appreciate you? No. The blood that you shed, not a trace of it is from the Wrights! They adopted you in the first place only to replace Rosalie Wright. And now that Susan's back, do you think that there'll be a place for you in the Wrights? You’ll only end up being abandoned."
"Don't try to drive a wedge between us. All of us have always regarded Serenity as family.” Anna could not help but refute.
Serenity took a sideways glance at her. "Yo, Shortie, you actually speak human?”
Anna was so furious that she started stomping her feet. "Serenity Wright, I... I swear I'll kill you.”
Sure enough, she still hated Serenity down to the bone. Argh...
Serenity gave off a faint smile while she saw Anna stomping her feet. She then gazed at Clark. "Even if the Wrights and I had never known each other, I would still not lay my fingers on them. Because I'm a Canadian."
"Huh, then you don’t even care about your mother's enmity?" Clark sneered.
Serenity clenched her hand, and a hint of anguish flashed through her eyes, but she continued earnestly. "That's a personal vendetta, and it should never
overshadow righteousness. Even if dad really... did something wrong before, he has always been worthy o f his military identity. So no Canadian would choose t o harm him.”
"You... You're still so stubborn that it's killing me." Clark glared at Serenity ferociously. "Family is the foundation of a nation, so family first, then comes the country. You don't lecture me about patriotism when you can't even avenge your family."
"It’s just a different personal belief. I have nothing else to talk to you about." Serenity gazed downward.
"Huh.” Clark glared at George. "I’ve underestimated your brainwashing ability. You've turned my granddaughter into a person who can't tell right from wrong. George Wright, I may have lost to you today, but with all the sins that you've committed, God will b e there to count them against you."
Clark's expression was hideously diabolic.
George was originally stunned that Clark was actually the person behind the curtains, but now his eyes were overflowed with traces of confusion. "What... What have I done?"
He was puzzled.
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