The living room was heavy with tension.
"Madam," Ramsey's face was graver than ever before.
"How credible is Michael's information?"
"Highly credible," Camilla's delicate features had paled noticeably, her beautiful eyes glinting with icy resolve.
"When I examined his condition earlier, I suspected parasitic poisoning might be involved—though whether it's a Life-Linked
The parasite remained uncertain."
Ramsey's fists clenched tightly at his sides. He wished he could storm back to that basement and beat Michael to a pulp.
"Gather every available document on Life-Linked Parasites immediately—the sooner, the better."
Camilla lifted her gaze to meet Ramsey's, her voice low and steely. "I need to thoroughly understand this poison's mechanisms and effects."
"Understood."
Ramsey gave a stiff nod, his voice taut with urgency.
"This matter is far too grave. If President Luther were to find out—"
"Keep it from him."
