Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 1078:

Soon, those watching the phone screen saw the small door beside the iron bars creak open, and a dozen men in black stormed into the laboratory, their movements swift and coordinated. At the forefront was Johnny, his presence commanding the room. To prevent Ayla from escaping, the small door was quickly locked again.

As the men poured in, Ayla’s frantic pounding on the iron bars ceased, her hands dropping to her sides. She spun around with a swift, violent motion. A fierce, venomous glare shot from her eyes as if daring Johnny and his team to make the next move.

Within seconds, Ayla’s eyes morphed into a blazing crimson, glowing as if soaked in blood. Her very presence oozed menace, a bloodthirsty energy that seeped into the room like a chilling draft, unnerving everyone who dared to watch.

Though the Nash family wasn’t physically present, the eerie tension seeped through the screen, wrapping around them like the coils of a venomous snake. It was as if they were trapped in the most terrifying scene of a horror movie.

Hannah, who had never laid eyes on anything so dreadful, instinctively clung to Sergio’s sleeve, trembling like a leaf caught in a storm.

Sergio, though a grown man, was no better off. The fear etched on his face betrayed him. He patted Hannah’s hand in a futile attempt to calm her, his own unease barely contained.

Landen, with his seasoned nerves from his time with Black Snake, wasn’t easily rattled. Yet, his furrowed brow betrayed his worry.

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No matter what she had done, Ayla was family—a descendant of the Nash bloodline—and it pained him to see her reduced to this monstrous state.

Connor, on the other hand, remained as cold as stone. His expression was a mask of indifference, his eyes unbothered. Ayla’s fate didn’t register on his list of concerns.

Paul stood silent, his emotions hidden behind his mask. But inside, his heart twisted with anguish. Like Landen, he felt the sting of seeing a Nash—his niece—fall so far. Despite her faults, she was family, and the sight of her transformation was a bitter pill to swallow.

His heartache twisted into dissatisfaction as he glanced at Sansa, fury bubbling beneath the surface. That foolish woman had sacrificed her own daughter for money, turning her into something monstrous.

Sansa, already terrified by Ayla’s appearance, cowered under Paul’s piercing gaze. His sharp, condemning look sent a tremor through her, and she huddled into herself, shaking like a leaf.

Rex, normally timid, was visibly struggling with the horrifying scene before him. He barely managed to stay upright, his body trembling.noveldrama

His voice wavered as he turned to Marissa. “What is Ayla trying to do?”

Marissa answered with unnerving calmness, “Keep watching, and you’ll find out.”

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