Chatper 1314

Chapter 1314

Patrick could tell by the look on his face that he had hit the nail on the head.

It had only been a hunch at first, one Patrick himself hadn’t fully grasped, but there really had been a liquor cabinet

where he thought.

He sifted through his memones, sure he had never set foot in a boxing ring

A frown creased his forehead, his confusion palpable

But lan wasn’t giving him much time to think it over. The dagger was swiftly placed at his throat.

“What’s your name?” lan demanded

He was asking for the name of the second personality

“Patrick”

So his name was actually Patrick

A scornful smile flickered across lans eyes as he applied a bit of pressure, and a thin line of blood appeared on

Patrick’s neck.

But Patrick wasn’t scared if lan was after information about the research facility, he’d keep him alive.

lan pocketed the dagger and stood up, sizing up Patrick

Patrick looked up, about to offer one of Eric’s signature, gentle smiles, but he was cut off by lan’s harsh words

“Save your disgusting smile”

Patrick’s face stiffened, his brows knitting together with a surge of anger.

Ian began his interrogation

They experimented on Eric and then you emerged. Are you a personality they induced? What’s your purpose?”

Patrick loathed these questions more than anything

He refused to acknowledge himself as Eric’s second personality. He had always had a name.

But what was it before?

No matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn’t remember

His expression darkened, his hands balling into fists, the anger in his gaze ready to destroy everything This time. lan

felt the stark difference between this man and Eric. What was the purpose of Patrick?

Only with more information about the research facility could he increase his chances of winning

However, faced with this question, Patrick remained silent, his face set in a resolute mask of resistance

“Patrick, right? I’ve done some research on multiple personalities There are mainly four possibilities. The primary

personality knows about the secondary, they don’t know about each other, the secondary is aware of the primary,

or they both know. Which one are you and Eric? lan pressed.

Dressed in a sharp black suit, lan had risen to his feet, his dress shoes tapping lightly, crisply on the floor

Patrick remained silent. He had never considered himself or Eric as primary or secondary personalities. Since the

day he woke up in this body, he had felt a strong repulsion towards Enc, wanting to kill him, thinking he was just

putting on an act

lan casually toyed with the dagger in his hand

“My brother knows about you, doesn’t he? He’s even helped Maja a few times. There must have been conflicts

between you two

After ten minutes of silence, lans patience wore thin

He sheathed the dagger and gave an order to someone nearby

“Take him to that room Have someone read out Eric’s accomplishments over the years)

Nydia didn’t understand lan’s intent but immediately set out to execute the task.

Patrick was led to a brightly lit room, so intense he could barely make out the surroundings. A woman’s voice kept

reading off Eric’s achievements from his years in Greenfield

The youngest pharmacy prodigy, collaborating with experts and winning international awards since his teens.

The woman’s voice, steady and relentless, recited Encs accolades from childhood onward.

From chess, equestrian, and golf in his younger days to medical awards in his teens

Eric was too accomplished his myhad awards would take days to hist

The woman’s voice continued like a curse echoing in Patrick’s head

It was like striking a match in a powder keg

Patrick paced the room restlessly looking for a place to hide from the voice

But the voice was omnipresent and eventually he shouted toward the binding whiteness

“Stop reading

*Shut up!”

The woman’s voice went on as though it wem a clunt from a distant place

In another room, lan bat with a bottle of red wine at his side. He could hear the woman’s voice too

His fingertips caressed the wine glass, realizing now more than ever just how exceptional Eric had been, how

vibrant and full of life

If there could only be one chosen one in the world, it would undoubtedly be Ene

lun watched the wire quartly his fingers gently circling the rim of the glass

Nydia entered still in her stunning red dress, followed by the bodyguard with whom she shared a complicated

relationship