The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 193

Marlon gave a bitter laugh. “But as for Mr. Chilton’s identity, I’ve been in the dark from start to finish. After all... even Mr. Dillon is secretive about who he is. How much do you think I could know?”

Leilani didn't speak, her finger tapping rhythmically on the desk. She hadn't expected the situation to have developed this way. She had always assumed Marlon was related to Mr. Chilton, which was why he had asked for her help.

Marlon continued, “However, given my position, I can guess a little. Mr. Chilton is definitely a big shot.”

That was stating the obvious. Anyone with eyes could see that.

Leilani rolled her eyes. What ordinary family had that level of police protection and a top-tier medical team endorsing and treating them? It was impossible for him to be simple. The only question was exactly what kind of high-ranking official Mr. Chilton was.

Leilani retorted, “Can you tell me something actually useful?”

Marlon felt helpless, knowing he had stated a truism. Leilani was smarter than him; if he could see it, she certainly could too. But there was nothing he could do. Every word he said was the truth.

Marlon warned Leilani, “Anyway, that’s all I know. Just be careful. If someone really has their eyes on you, I’m afraid...”

Leilani’s days ahead wouldn't be peaceful.

Leilani understood Marlon’s hesitation. “I know. Besides, if the sky falls, Mr. Dillon is there to hold it up first.”

She acted indifferent. Since ten versions of the antidote had been developed, one of them was bound to work. Even if that group kidnapped her, it would be useless.

Furthermore, ever since Leilani had gotten out of prison, which of her patients hadn't come with a few secrets? This was just a bit more trouble, nothing major.

Leilani finished speaking and hung up the phone.

The room fell silent. She leaned back in her chair, staring at the ceiling, her eyes darkening.

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