Now that Felicity Dalton has just woken up, her strength was greatly depleted earlier, so she desperately needs rest now.
Selena Kensington watched as Felicity Dalton was taken to the laboratory’s lounge by the people inside. Only then did she withdraw her gaze.
She and Sterling Norwood returned to the place they had just been.
Sean Norwood, Dr. Norwood, and Lark Mayfield were still there.
Selena took a look at the expressions on their faces, took a deep breath, and said, "The remote control inside her must have been shattered by , that’s why she recovered."
After saying this sniping thod, Selena looked at Dr. Norwood. "Dr. Norwood, next, I’ll have to trouble you to conduct an examination for Quinn to see if there’s anything else wrong with her."
Dr. Norwood nodded, "Rest assured, Madam, we will definitely do it."
Selena gave a slight nod.
After nodding, she seed to sense sothing again and frowned slightly, "After the examination, transfer her to Veridia Hospital."
It was clearly impractical to bring Hugh Kensington here.
Moreover, this is not a hospital but a laboratory.
If Felicity Dalton needs a tranquil convalescence later, Veridia Hospital would still be more suitable for her.
Dr. Norwood understood Selena’s concerns and nodded, "We will arrange it afterward and will inform Madam about it once everything is settled."
Upon hearing this from Dr. Norwood, Selena was satisfied.
She nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."
At this mont, Lark Mayfield suddenly spoke up from the side, "Since the matter is resolved, I will take my leave first."
Selena gave a slight nod.
Lark Mayfield walked to the door, suddenly thought of sothing, and abruptly turned back.
She only said one sentence, "By the way, I received news that there’s a movent to restart the End of Days Gala in the upcoming months."
When Selena heard "End of Days Gala" again, her eyelid twitched.
An unclear bad premonition lingered in her heart.
And Sterling Norwood also suddenly turned his gaze to Felicity Dalton.
"Where did you get this news from?"
Felicity Dalton chuckled softly, "Westport is located at the Empire’s border, a place most mingled with diverse elents, with many rumors as well. The authenticity of this information is still uncertain, so I can only tell you this for now. We will make plans once the Mayfield family confirms the information."
After she finished speaking, her gaze drifted subtly toward Selena Kensington and Sterling Norwood, "However, it’s very likely a trap set by The Godsbane Organization. Are you willing to jump in?"
Sterling Norwood glanced at her with a calm, indifferent gaze.
Yet deep in his eyes, there was a hidden intense ferocity.
His aura was like a tornado sweeping toward Lark Mayfield, with an oppressive, unshakable force.
Just with this look, Lark Mayfield understood the answer Sterling Norwood gave her.
She smiled slightly, a flash of excited killing intent in her charming eyes disappeared in a blink.
After that, she said no more and directly turned to leave the laboratory.
Even though every descendant of the Fell Bloodline may have different abilities and temperants,
they inherit so common traits from those Great Demons.
Fierce, controlling, arrogant, and... bloodthirsty!
Therefore, even though Lark Mayfield appears to be an ice lotus on a snowy mountain, noble and unattainable on the surface,
if she truly encounters sothing interesting, those hidden instincts within her will be triggered.
Besides, this matter indeed touches the fundantal interests of the descendants of the Fell Bloodline, threatening their survival environnt.
The Mayfield family is among the top families within Fell Bloodline descendants, ranking just below the Norwood Family in terms of status and prestige.
So Lark Mayfield cannot help but take this matter seriously.
After Lark Mayfield left, Sterling Norwood looked down at Selena Kensington. "Are we going back?"
Selena wasn’t ready to leave just yet; she wanted to see Felicity Dalton’s examination results herself.
So she shook her head slightly, "I’ll stay with Quinn a bit longer."
Sterling Norwood understood her concerns, so he nodded and didn’t force Selena to go back to rest.
"Alright."
"However, you’ve been standing for too long, Felicity Dalton’s examination will take so ti, so go sit and rest for a while."
Sterling Norwood said.
Selena didn’t refuse Sterling Norwood’s suggestion.
She had indeed been standing for quite a while, and having used much energy and Heavenly Master Power, she was feeling a bit fatigued.
Even though this laboratory has partitions, they are all made of transparent glass.
So even while sitting at the side to rest, Selena could still keep an eye on Felicity Dalton’s condition at all tis.
Then, with Sterling Norwood’s support, Selena sat down on the sofa at the side.
Sterling Norwood sat down beside her.
After sitting down, Sterling Norwood pinched her small hand.
Selena lightly slapped his hand back then glared at him, "What are you doing?"
Pinching her hands out of nowhere.
Sterling Norwood leaned in and whispered, "Just wanted to check if there’s anything wrong with you."
Then he chuckled softly.
"From the looks of it, everything seems normal."
Because previously, whenever he made these small gestures, Selena would always feign anger and slap his hand away.
"..."
Selena was speechless for a mont.
She squinted her eyes slightly, "Are you wanting to sleep on the sofa again?"
"..."
Sterling Norwood was silent for a few seconds, then admitted his mistake straightforwardly, "I was wrong, wife."
Selena, seeing his tactful attitude, was satisfied.
She slightly lifted her chin and huffed lightly, "Make mad again, and you’ll be sleeping on the sofa forever!"
Sterling Norwood’s heart tingled a bit seeing Selena’s charming deanor.
He wanted to pinch her soft, fair face.
And Sterling Norwood indeed did so.
He reached out and gently pinched Selena’s face.
Selena looked at him in disbelief, "I just ntioned it, and you’re doing it again! Have you gotten braver?"
Previously, after a single warning from her, Sterling Norwood would be obedient for a while.
Sterling Norwood leaned in and nibbled lightly on her cheek.
Then he softly said, "Can’t help it, my wife is too cute and makes want to..."
As he spoke, his tone gradually took on a deeper implication.
Seeing the expression in his eyes, Selena quickly interrupted, "Stop!"
She then pushed Sterling Norwood away, maintaining her distance.
But even if she moved further away, they were still on the sa sofa.
Sterling Norwood looked at her wary gaze and felt a bit helpless inside.
He reached out slightly, "Co over, I won’t do anything."
Selena rolled her eyes slightly at his words.
His words sounded nice.
She still wouldn’t go over.
Seeing this, Sterling Norwood’s eyes showed a trace of helplessness.
But inside, he felt a gentle fondness for Selena’s spoiled deanor.
After all, she was his chosen treasure, and no matter what, he would continue to pamper her.
Sterling Norwood indeed found delight in seeing Selena’s unruly, indulgent, yet endearing deanor, being coquettish and headstrong in front of him.
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