Chapter 939 Corrupted Nature An hour later, Luigi delivered the medicine.
Neera gratefully looked at him. âThank you for making this trip. I really appreciate it.â
Luigi waved his hand. âNo need for formalities with me. Letâs focus on dealing with the allergy first.
Thatâs more important.â
Neera nodded, opening it with great anticipation.
However, upon seeing the medicine inside, she sensed something was amiss.
âAre you sure these are the allergy medications Mr. Hanson mentioned?â
She confirmed it once again.
âYes.â
Luigi was puzzled. âWhatâs wrong? Is there a problem?â
Neera didnât respond immediately. Instead, she took out one of it and examined it.
A few seconds later, her brows furrowed, her face taking on a rather unpleasant expression.
âThis isnât the medicine the teacher mentioned. Itâs just a common antibacterial agent. I was the one who put the label on them when I was helping Mr. Hanson previously.â
Upon hearing that, Luigiâs face darkened slightly.
âHow can this be? I got this from the medicine storage room. It was indeed sent from a professor friend.
It should be unopened.â
For a moment, he couldnât figure out what had happened.
However, Neera quickly figured out the answer.
âIt might have been switched when it was stored in the storage room.â
âWho would dare to do such a thing?â
Luigi was a bit startled.
This was a matter of life and death. No one within Obadiahâs research center would dare to commit such an outrageous act.
Osbertâs face darkened, and he blurted out, âOthers may indeed be afraid, but not Thora!â
Within the entire research center, apart from that woman, who else would go to such lengths to target Neera?
Even an idiot could figure that out!
Luigiâs face paled, and he immediately called the research center to confirm.
The colleague on the other side responded quickly.
Indeed, in the trash bin of the medicine storage room, a swappedâout new type of medicine was discovered!
Upon hearing those words, Luigi and everyone else revealed grim expressions.
Obadiah quickly learned of this matter.
He really didnât want to doubt his own daughter, so he clung to a shred of hope and had someone check the surveillance footage.
However, the surveillance had already been wiped clean!
Because of that, it was as if there was no evidence at all.
However, this was tantâ to shattering the last shred of trust Obadiah had in his own daughter, Only a few individuals has to the surveillance there.
Four peopleâObadiah, his daughter, Luigi, and Osbert.
Luigi and Osbert werenât at the research institute, and he hadnât interacted with them either, leaving only Thora.
Obadiah was so angry that his whole body was trembling.
âWhere is Thora? Get her here now!â
Emerging from the surveillance room, he called out to one of the passing students, ordering angrily.
The student made an educated guess, bracing himself as he responded, âMr. Hanson, Thora disappeared about an hour ago.â
The timing was just right, coinciding with Luigiâs departure.
Obadiahâs anger was increasingly uncontrollable, and he went straight home.
As soon as he walked in, he saw Thora leisurely enjoying a plate of fruits and playing with her phone, which only served to fuel his anger to the boiling point.
âDid you swap the medicines? And did you all the surveillance from the research center?â
He strode over in a few large steps, snatched her phone away, and interrogated her sternly.
Initially, he thought Thora would at least offer some defense.
Surprisingly, she didnât seem taken aback at all.
On her face, there was no sign of nervousness or guilt snicker.
from being exposed. Instead, she admitted it with a âI did it, so what? Itâs just an allergy, and itâs not like itâs going to kill anyone. Neera made me suffer so much and made me into what I am today, so why canât I make her suffer a bit? She deserves it-â
Before she could finish her sentence, a resounding slap had already been thrown her way.
She was hit so hard that her face was skewed to one side âThora! Youâre absolutely absurd. How could you have become like this? You canât distinguish right from wrong. and all my teachings have been in vain. Youâre playing with peopleâs lives. Do you even deserve to be a human?â
Obadiah was infuriated to the extreme, his lips trembling as he spoke.
Thoraâs face was burning with pain.
She covered her face, turned her head, and burst into uncontrollable laughter.
âItâs okay. Yell at me if you want. Hit me if you wish. Itâs all up to you! But let me tell you, the more you do this, the less I want that despicable b*tch to get away with it!â
âYou-â
âWhatâs the matter with me? Are you going to hit me again? Come on. Just do it! Iâm telling you, even if you beat me to death today, Neera canât do anything to me! The surveillance has been wiped clean, and no one has any evidence to prove it was me! If it really comes to it, you can go out and loudly proclaim to everyone that it was me who threw away Neeraâs medicine! When the time comes, let everyone see what kind of person Obadiahâs daughter really is!â
âYouâre a curse! Youâre nothing but a curse!â
Obadiah was so angry that he felt like smoke was coming out of his head, his heart aching in waves.
He suddenly felt extremely weak, almost fainting.
Struggling to hold himself up, he looked at Thora and said, âYouâve truly disappointed me.â
Leaving those words behind, he walked away directly.
In the living room, Thora showed not the slightest bit of remorse. Instead, she was brimming with pride.
So what if the truth is out?
As long as I can cause trouble for that despicable Neera, Iâm overjoyed!
After Obadiah walked out, it took him quite a while to calm down, and only then did his heart stop aching so much.
Leaning back in the car seat, he took several deep breaths before he called Neera to update her on the situation.
Even though he didnât explicitly say who was responsible, from his tone filled with guilt and regret, Neera could figure out what had happened.
She would never blame Obadiah. She simply detested Thora.
That woman could actually do such a lowly thing!
This is no longer about not knowing right from wrong but a nature thatâs thoroughly rotten!
âIâm sorry, Neera. The previous medicines have lost their effectiveness because they werenât stored at a low temperature. Weâll need to prepare new ones, but they wonât be ready until early morning. What do you thinkâ¦â
Neera said calmly, âItâs okay, Mr. Hanson. I can handle the situation here. We can wait.â
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