Chapter 410

"Don’t worry, I’ll be fine." Under the silvery glow of the moonlight, Camila Harrington’s face was ashen, devoid of any hint of color. Prescott Ellington’s voice was calm as he reassured her, even though moments later, blood trickled down the corner of his lips, and his complexion looked equally grim. If it weren’t for the gene serum Vernon Hale had injected into him back then, giving him incredible regenerative abilities, there was no way anyone else would still be talking after taking a direct hit to the chest. His wound looked gruesome, sure—but it wasn’t fatal. When Prescott shielded Camila from the bullet earlier, he had carefully calculated the angle, ensuring the shot missed any vital areas. It was a combination of sheer skill and a bit of luck. The bullet didn’t damage any organs and left his ribs intact. The blood loss might seem excessive, but with his current regenerative capacity, he’d stop bleeding in no time. He hadn’t told Camila the truth right away for two reasons. Fir