“You’re really not easy on the eyes, you know. Kind of messing with my focus here.”
The remark was tossed out so casually, but it cut deep. Everyone in the lab turned to stare at Charlotte.
“What did you just say?”
Rena’s entire demeanor iced over as she marched up, furious. “The Hawk family funds this bio-genetics institute. Who do you think you are, mouthing off here?”
Being his assistant was just a front anyway. She was only here to steal his techniques. Once the genetic mutation project wrapped up, he’d be the first to go. Did he really think he was so important?
Aloys frowned at Charlotte, clearly confused. “My daughter’s been studying medicine since she was little. She’s more than qualified. What exactly is your problem with her?”
He was so hostile, right from the start.
“Honestly? Everything. Top to bottom, inside and out. I can’t find a single thing to like. Mostly, she’s got zero self-awareness.”
Charlotte slid a chair over and sat down, crossing her legs, looking completely uninterested. “Let me make this clear. If I’m here, she stays far away. If not, well…” She gave a lazy, cold smile. “I’ll walk. No hesitation.”
The threat hung in the air. Aloys looked shocked. Marcia and G2 exchanged confused glances, wondering what Rena could have done to get on Asclepius’s bad side.
“Rena, don’t come to the lab for now.”
“Dad—” Rena protested, but Aloys cut her off.
“Go.”
Rena bit her lip, shrugged off her lab coat, and stormed out, clearly unwilling but with no other choice. As she passed Charlotte, she paused. Why did he look so familiar? Had she met him before? Had she offended him somehow?
After Rena left, Charlotte finally got up and gave the lab a slow, sweeping look. A smirk curled at her lips. “Bring me the computer and your data. Five minutes.”

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