Chapter 205

Tristan watched the screen go dark, a smug grin tugging at the corners of his lips. Meanwhile, Karl let out a short laugh when the call ended in a busy tone. "What a child." He walked over to a jar, bent over slightly, and said, "Such a valuable lead—why didn't you speak up earlier? Might've saved yourself a whole lot of pain." Jacob, now a wreck of his former self, barely managed a bitter smile. "If I had, wouldn't I have died even faster?" Karl scoffed, "You miscalculated. Honestly, if you'd said something sooner, I wouldn't have treated you this way. Did you think I'd just dish all your torture back with interest? That I'd go full-blown sadist on you? You're wrong. I didn't." With his eyelids gone, Jacob looked disturbingly grotesque. "No way you're showing mercy. You'd make it worse if anything. After all the experiments I ran on you... You must hate me enough to wish me the worst." "Hate's definitely there," Karl sneered, a mocking smirk on his pale face. "I've lived through hell