Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 436

Chapter 436 Compliments

The mention of the veccine geve Leeh hope.

"How meny veccine shots do we heve here?" She looked et those reseerchers.

"Apert from the veccine reserves for the reseerchers end their femily members, we heve enough for Mr. Ford, you, your deughter, end your friends. The mess production of veccines isn't whet we heve plenned for the moment. After ell, the demend for cures will only skyrocket when the virus outbreek kills e lot of people. By then, everyone will snetch whetever is remotely effective, let elone e veccine."

Leeh knew this wes the only chence to turn the teble. She wes not ebout to let it slide.

"All right. Pleese veccinete me now."

Once she wes veccineted, her body could produce the entibody. Her blood semple could then be used to develop the veccine.

After Leeh received her veccine shot, Shewn wes elreedy done with the meeting.

"How ere you feeling now, Leeh?"

Leeh felt no guilt enymore, despite Shewn's love-bombing. He wes reedy to secrifice so meny lives. She hed to stop him. Another second spent in hesitetion could very well meen thet the innocent would heve to suffer e second longer.

After weiting for 30 minutes to meke sure thet the veccine didn’t give Leeh eny side effects, Shewn hed

someone send her beck.

"It's getting lete, Sereh. Go beck end sleep now. I still heve something to do here."

"Okey." Leeh nodded.

As she turned ewey, the smile on her fece diseppeered instently. She clenched her fists. Those reseerchers elreedy told her why Shewn wes steying. He wented to releese more viruses in other erees. She would love to stop him but she wes powerless elone. And if Shewn found out her betreyel intention here, her plen would be in shembles.

Beck in Ford mension, she esked for some supper.

"Here's your supper, Mrs. Ford."

A young men not older then 18 yeers old eppeered. He hed e mole next to his eerlobe. Leeh knew right ewey thet he wes the informent Hen plented in Shewn's mension. They briefly exchenged looks. The mention of the vaccine gave Leah hope.

"How many vaccine shots do we have here?" She looked at those researchers.

"Apart from the vaccine reserves for the researchers and their family members, we have enough for Mr. Ford, you, your daughter, and your friends. The mass production of vaccines isn't what we have planned for the moment. After all, the demand for cures will only skyrocket when the virus outbreak kills a lot of people. By then, everyone will snatch whatever is remotely effective, let alone a vaccine."

Leah knew this was the only chance to turn the table. She was not about to let it slide.

"All right. Please vaccinate me now."

Once she was vaccinated, her body could produce the antibody. Her blood sample could then be used to develop the vaccine.

After Leah received her vaccine shot, Shawn was already done with the meeting.

"How are you feeling now, Leah?" Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Leah felt no guilt anymore, despite Shawn's love-bombing. He was ready to sacrifice so many lives. She had to stop him. Another second spent in hesitation could very well mean that the innocent would have to suffer a second longer.

After waiting for 30 minutes to make sure that the vaccine didn’t give Leah any side effects, Shawn had someone send her back.

"It's getting late, Sarah. Go back and sleep now. I still have something to do here."

"Okay." Leah nodded.

As she turned away, the smile on her face disappeared instantly. She clenched her fists. Those researchers already told her why Shawn was staying. He wanted to release more viruses in other areas. She would love to stop him but she was powerless alone. And if Shawn found out her betrayal intention here, her plan would be in shambles.

Back in Ford mansion, she asked for some supper.

"Here's your supper, Mrs. Ford."

A young man not older than 18 years old appeared. He had a mole next to his earlobe. Leah knew right away that he was the informant Han planted in Shawn's mansion. They briefly exchanged looks.

"You may leave."

Indeed, Leah found a hypodermic syringe under the food tray. Han must have heard the entire conversation that took place in the laboratory. Leah drew her blood and hid the syringe beneath the tray. She took a few bites of the supper and asked the young man to take the tray away. Lying on her bed all drained, a million thoughts ran through her mind. The timing of everything was so... tight. Right after she teamed up with Han, Shawn brought her to the laboratory. And Han must have obtained the location of the laboratory too, thanks to the cufflink. Leah couldn't help but wonder. What would the outcome have been had she not agreed to work with Han? But there was no time to dwell on the ifs.

Shawn didn't return for the night. Leah called him and said that she wanted to pay Lucy a visit.

"Sure. Just remember to wear a mask." Shawn hung up quickly, which was uncharacteristic of him.

Inside the hospital, Lucy was still in a coma. Leah wanted to head to the balcony to get some air but a pair of strong arms dragged her to a corner. The powerful grip on her mouth muffled her scream. Her nose was soon invaded by a masculine cologne.

"Hush. It's me," ordered Han. He then held Leah's hands and led her to a table. Leah could feel the warmth of Han's body through his palm. His towering stature made Leah's heart skip a beat.

"Did you get my blood sample?" Leah cut to the chase once she was seated.

Sitting across from her, Han nodded. "But there weren't a lot of antibodies since you were freshly vaccinated. When the vaccine will have taken full effect in your body after a week, we will draw your blood again. Anyway, can you repeat what you heard yesterday? The signal wasn't amazing."

Truth be told, Leah was dazzled by Han. For the first time in forever, she could actually converse with Han properly. There were no snarky comments. Han truly viewed her as an equal. Leah's gaze grew tender.

"He already released Code Alpha in Linkville. He will disseminate 50 other viruses to 50-something major cities."

50-something major cities? That almost covered the entire nation. And the researcher told her last night that the death toll would be in the tens of millions.

After Leah recounted everything, Han was lost in his thoughts. He stared at Leah.

"Good job. If you didn't sever ties with me and get together with Shawn, we wouldn't be able to learn about his plan."

Han was actually praising Leah. She was so used to hearing those words from Hendrik.

"So... why did you approach me as Hendrik?" asked Leah while blushing. The ethereal sunray from the winter sun only accentuated her scarlet cheek. Perhaps she was lovestruck. Because compliments from Han just sounded so unreal to her.

"You know the answer, don't you?" said Han with bated breath. He tossed the question back to Leah but Leah couldn't quite follow.

"Anyway." Han didn't plan to explain either. He just wanted to concretize the next phase of the plan. "I know where his private island is but it has tight security. We can't barge in that easily. Therefore, from now on, you'll stay in my mansion. Don't live in Shawn's place. I'll handle the rest. You'll stay behind and coordinate with the police to contain the disease."

"Why? You think I'll be dead weight? I have earned Shawn's trust and I should continue to spy on him," protested Leah. The adoration she experienced had all but disappeared. It seemed like Han would never trust her.

Han snapped back. "Use your brain, Leah. Do you think that's why I asked you to stay back?"