No longer a pushover (Noelle and Cedric) novel Chapter 1503

After returning to the port, Cedric's mood improved noticeably now that he knew where Noelle was.

Alfred was buried under work and stress. When he returned to find Cedric calmly eating and in high spirits, he was surprised.

Had Cedric forgotten everything? Otherwise, how could he look so… pleased?

Eugene explained, "We've got a clue on Noelle." Then, he proceeded to recount everything that had happened on the island.

Alfred's face broke into a grin. "Well, well, talk about unexpected findings. Sometimes, it really does pay to do good deeds.

"Just look at Carl. The people he didn't manage to take away have turned on him, and we barely had to lift a finger."

Eugene smiled in agreement. Sometimes, a little goodwill did bring unexpected rewards.

Alfred turned to Cedric and reported, "Some of the core members of the research team stayed behind. They're in our makeshift, temporary lab, working on something that could ease your neurological damage from the drugs.

"Good thing you haven't been on them too long, so we might make it in time. But there are no promises on the results, though…"

At this point, all they could do was try their best. Fortunately, their current situation wasn't a total disaster either. No one could have guessed Carl would go off-script like that.

If word hadn't leaked from the inside of Carl's team, nearly every researcher on that island would have been dead by now, and that was over a hundred lives they were talking about.

Carl wasn't just ruthless; he was inhuman.

That evening, word came from the airport. The private plane was headed for Sandelford.

Cedric frowned. "Sandelford is probably just a layover and not the final destination."

"That's right. We've got our men there now. I'm sure we can find Carl's group if they ever set foot on Sandelford."

Alfred was equally confident that Carl could never hide forever, and they'd find him one day, sooner or later.

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