Rhea smiled slyly. "You'll find out when you cooperate. Cameron is our best bargaining chip with the organization."

Alexander pressed, "Why is Cameron the best bargaining chip? What does the organization need him for?"

Rhea deflected, "You don't need to know. I need leverage, don't you think?"

Alexander stepped closer, looking down at her. "Are you refusing to tell me where Cameron is?"

Rhea's patience snapped. "I already told you! You'll find out when—"

Before she could finish, Alexander grabbed her throat. He lifted her, and she struggled for breath. "Do you still refuse to tell me?!"

Rhea, initially panicked, calmed down. Smiling indifferently, she said, "Otherwise, you can choke me to death, right?" Her face turning blue, she continued, "If I die, Cameron's whereabouts die with me, and Lily will become a sacrifice for R10. Hehe..."

Edward watched, speechless. The woman's defiance was shocking.

Alexander, cold, threw her to the ground. "Take her away!"

Rhea, far from composed, felt bewildered. She hadn't anticipated his complete disregard for her threats. She usually manipulated others; this man seemed different. Was he truly as unyielding as he appeared?

Massaging her throat, Rhea coughed. "Do you honestly not care about your wife's life? About Cameron? Do you think I'm bluffing? What about your son?"

Alexander's brow furrowed at the mention of his son. "What do you mean?"

Rhea seized on his reaction. "Does your son have a fever, feel unwell, have seizures? Does he cough and tremble?" The symptoms described Galen, but were actually those of Dominic.

Alexander made the connection. "Was the virus Austin carried related to you?"

Rhea smirked. "I created it! I'll take them all down with me if I die! If you want the antidote, you'll listen to me!"