Chapter 1817

"I knew it. You're a clever guy." She signaled to someone nearby to fetch a chair and promptly placed it across from Sonny, continuing the conversation, "You must be aware of Mr. Deschamps' intentions. With the failure of the hallucinogenic drugs, what other options does he have? Save a dead baby?" This was precisely what Hesper aimed to uncover. She understood that Charles would go to great lengths to grasp any glimmer of hope, as even her memory recovery had been orchestrated by him. Now that Charles had not cut ties with Sullivan, it indicated that Sullivan had provided him with newfound hope. However, Hesper was equally convinced that there would be no progress with hallucinogenic drugs. So what did Sullivan promise him? "Well..." Sonny hesitated briefly, which caught Hesper's attention. There was no way Sonny would have hesitated in a life-or-death situation unless he was under some form of threat. "Did Charles threaten you?" Hesper asked with a sly grin. "There's a chance y