Chapter 368 Hidden Moves

Yunice asked Wyatt, “Did you have anything to do with Elsie getting hurt?”

Wyatt crossed his arms. “I can deal with others, but not your family.”

Even though Yunice and the Saunders family were separated by deep hatred, blood ties were still blood ties. Wyatt could help her teach her family a lesson, but he would never actually stab them.

After all, people’s hearts were unpredictable. Wyatt didn’t want to plant a landmine for the future.

Wyatt didn’t explain further, but Yunice studied him thoughtfully.

If he was thinking that far ahead, did it mean he had considered staying with her for a long time?

Wyatt didn’t avoid her gaze. Instead, he said, “I really want to install a chip in your brain.”

Yunice was puzzled.

Wyatt said, “That way, whenever you need me, I’ll sense it right away.”

Yunice seriously considered it. “There are cases where chips have been installed in human brains, but since human thoughts change constantly, the chip couldn’t receive correct commands. In the end, the person was tortured into committing suicide… you still want to put a chip in me?”

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After teasing Wyatt, Yunice bent down to pick up the small table that had fallen to the floor.

Wyatt took it from her casually. “Go lie back down.”

When Yunice stood up, Wyatt added beside her, “Next time you scheme against someone, don’t use such a stupid method. Your blood only makes the people who love you feel pain.”

Yunice paused for a moment, then went back to lie on the bed.

Sitting there, she thought for a long time. She felt Wyatt’s words were probably meant for someone else through her.

While Yunice lay on the bed, Wyatt continued tidying up the room.

She pulled her gaze away from him, flustered, and busied herself by putting her manuscript pages back on the small table, pretending to be hard at work.

She ran her hand over the torn edge of one page… the virus analysis she had written had been ripped.

“Wyatt,” Yunice called, “can you look around for a missing page?”

Wyatt had almost finished cleaning the room, and there wasn’t any torn paper left lying around.

Still, he checked under the bed and between the cracks in the desk.

Yunice said, “Someone must have taken it.”

It couldn’t have disappeared into thin air.

Wyatt asked, “What was on it?”

Yunice frowned. “An analysis of a new virus from the lab.”

Wellinges Pharma had access to the country’s latest information. This virus hadn’t even been publicly disclosed yet. If Yunice’s draft leaked, it could threaten Wellinges Pharma’s research.

But the risk was low.

Yunice added quickly, “I won’t let any lab information leak out again.”

Wyatt said, “Don’t worry about it. Even if someone picked it up, they wouldn’t have Wellinges Pharma’s technology.”

It wasn’t arrogance – it was fact.

To ease Yunice’s mind, Wyatt asked, “Did you call Carl here?”

If Carl hadn’t shown up to hold the line, Yunice might have been dragged out of the room before anyone noticed.

Yunice said, “Owen called him. He was too clever for his own good.”

“I think he wanted Carl to see him caring about me, to fix his image in Carl’s eyes. But then Elsie acted stupidly and ended up getting Owen in trouble.”

Of course, Yunice benefited too, since it made Carl completely give up on Owen.

Yunice’s pen doodled absentmindedly over her manuscript.

She was thinking Elsie getting stabbed probably wasn’t that simple. If Wyatt’s people didn’t do it….

Yunice remembered Carl’s strange behavior. He had said he would punish Owen but then let him go.

And not even twenty minutes later, Elsie was stabbed.

Could it have been Carl?

If so, he was scarily good at covering his tracks, leaving no evidence behind.

Wyatt, on the other hand, was the one getting blamed.

Maybe this was a warning for Wyatt.

Yunice wasn’t sure if her act with Joe could really fool Carl, but she wouldn’t rule out the possibility that Carl had seen through everything.

That evening, Joe came in to deliver Yunice’s medicine and exchanged a few words with Wyatt.

Then Wyatt left the room.

Yunice called Joe over, “Dr. Joe, has there been any news about Elsie?”

Joe smiled slyly. “Nothing escapes Madam’s eyes.”

Yunice asked, “How is she?”

Joe answered concisely, “Didn’t die.”

Yunice snorted. “She hasn’t yet paid for all the evil she’s done. If she died now, it’d be too easy on her.”