Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 897

Yvette's face paled even further, the bone-deep pain throughout her body intensifying.

If this had been before, this group of people would have been nothing but small fry to her. However, with the side effects affecting her, just beating them up while enduring the pain had already exhausted all her strength.

She wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. Even so, she still exuded a strong presence.

She slowly raised her head to glare at Varian with a strong, murderous intent reflecting in her eyes. He shuddered involuntarily, feeling a chill run down his spine.

She was actually still able to put up a fight despite suffering from the drug's side effects. This was truly too strange!

"Hah, you really are an unexpected but pleasant surprise!"

After recovering from his shock, Varian only became more excited, nodding to himself in satisfaction.

As expected of their successful test subject. She was much stronger than those failed ones!

"Don't be afraid and keep going!" he ordered. "She won't be able to last for long!"

"Yes, sir," the black-clothed men responded again.

They pushed through their pain and crawled up from the floor, malicious gazes fixed on Yvette.

Her face was pale, but her gaze was extremely icy. In her current state, it would do her no good to confront them head-on, so what if she…

…

At the sight of Yvette all tied up, even though he was surprised that they had succeeded this time, Varian immediately started laughing smugly again.

"In the end, you still fell into my clutches! I already told you that you wouldn't be able to beat me, Yvette!" he gloated.

At that point, Yvette would definitely have to kneel and beg him for mercy, unable to endure the suffering!

He grinned viciously at the thought.

Yvette hissed in pain, feeling the pain she was feeling intensify by a hundredfold as the cold drug was injected into her body. Even someone like her felt as if she was about to pass out from the pain, her body curling up instinctively.

Varian laughed loudly, his satisfied, triumphant voice ringing out. "Take her away! As soon as we get back to headquarters, use her for experimental research immediately!"

Yvette couldn't let them take her away. She tried to break free from their restraint, but she had no strength in her limbs, and the pain only became more and more intense.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, the door was violently kicked open, and she heard an incomparably desperate male voice calling out to her.

"Yvie!"