Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1689

"Director, look."

Toby brought up a string of backend telemetry. "Every piece of hardware in the specialized lab is hardwired to the primary grid."

He pointed a trembling finger at the rows of glowing green indicators cascading down the screen. "Since she walked in, the Thermostatic Extraction Array, the Molecular Centrifuge System—everything has been running seamlessly."

"Based on the power draw and metric output, someone is actively running a pharmaceutical synthesis."

Kaelen followed his gesture.

Aided by Toby's breakdown, he read the diagnostics. The machinery was undeniably operational.

The panic gripping Kaelen’s chest finally loosened a fraction.

Right. The hardware was live.

She had to be in there.

Perhaps the formula she was brewing was just exceptionally complex, eating up her time.

Considering her notoriously arrogant and greedy reputation, it made perfect sense that she was cooking up something revolutionary to score a massive payout at the auction.

Director Kaelen slowly let out a long breath.

But before he could fully relax, his private comms device began to vibrate.

He snatched it from his pocket. The moment his eyes landed on the ultra-restricted clearance insignia flashing across the screen, the relief vanished from his face, replaced by sheer terror.

Every ounce of color drained from his complexion.

He bolted upright.

He moved so frantically that he nearly toppled his chair.

"C-Commodore."

At the sound of that revered, trembling title, the low murmur of The Med-Tech Control Nexus instantly died into absolute silence.

The senior executives snapped their heads toward him, stark horror painting their features.

The Commodore, Lucius Vael.

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