Chapter 483 Digging Their Own Graves

He could only pass this hot potato to Gabriel now. Gabriel was the most tight-lipped among the four men. He didn't know about Bradley and Lucy's cooperation so that he couldn't say anything. "Where is he then? I'll go find him." Freya insisted. She knew it was pointless to ask Gabriel, as he was a tough nut to crack. If she didn't understand clearly, she was prone to overthinking things. "I don't know, Freya," Patrick replied with a troubled expression. Bradley had instructed him never to expose his location. Even if he wanted to tell her, he couldn't. After all, Bradley was at Lucy's villa. Freya would make a fuss if she knew. "I still have an experiment to finish," Patrick said, quickly retreating towards the laboratory. Freya wanted to chase after him, but the laboratory door was already closed. She stood there, feeling a sudden chill. Unsure if it was the air conditioning or her light clothing, her heat felt cold. Freya knew that it was all her sensitivity acting up aga