Chapter 1936

Shane stared at Philip coldly. There seemed to be a special magnetic field and resistance between the

two.

At first glance, they looked like mortal enemies.

“The heir of the Clarke family is very different, indeed. Your body contains that exciting and delightful

smell. I really kind of can’t help but want to take you away, torture you slowly, and make you my test

subject.”

Shane’s face was full of intoxication, and his eyes were slightly narrowed as if he was fantasizing about

something very exciting. “A superb experimental subject like you will surely transcend the times and

shock many people.”

Philip frowned as he stared at Shane, completely unable to figure out what he was talking about.

“Do you have golden blood?” Philip asked coldly.

Shane raised his eyebrows and said, “Yes, what about it?”

Philip’s eyes were cold as he asked, “What are your conditions?”

Shane smiled and thought for a moment. He looked at Mila who was clutching at Philip’s pants,

squatted down, and reached out to touch Mila’s head.

However, Mila seemed very resistant to this strange man in front of her and hid behind Philip’s legs.

Her fair and chubby arms held Philip’s legs tightly.

Philip’s face also darkened as he shielded Mila behind him.

Shane chuckled lightly and got up. He looked at Philip very seriously and said, “There’s one condition

but I haven’t thought of it yet. I’ll contact you again when I think of it. How about it?”

Philip frowned as he thought about it and replied, “Okay…”

Shane laughed as he glanced at Mila hiding behind Philip again and said, “It’s a pity that she’s a

variant. I look forward to you coming of age.”

After that, Shane stepped forward, said something to the nurse, and went inside.

Outside the operating room, Philip’s face was very unpleasant. He looked at the timid Mila by his legs

and kept thinking about what Shane just said.

‘Variant?’

‘What did that mean?’

‘Was there something wrong with Mila?’

Mila also looked up at Philip with her big bright eyes and said in her kiddish voice, “Dad, I’m scared.

That man just now looks like the devil.”

Philip knelt and stroked Mila’s head. Then, he asked Lydia to take care of her for a while.

While thinking about it, he dialed Fennel’s number. Fennel was no longer in Uppercreek. He had left at

night, saying that he had to deal with something, but he did not give any specifics.

The call went through and it was a little noisy on the other end. All kinds of unintelligible languages

could be heard, and they seemed to be celebrating something.

“Where are you?” Philip asked.

On the other end of the phone, Fennel shouted, “I’m in Las Vegas. What’s up?”

Philip stepped aside and asked, “What do you know about the golden blood and the Lovelace family?”

Fennel was taken aback for a moment before he asked, “Do you know the Lovelace family?”

As soon as Philip heard Fennel’s tone, he realized that this Lovelace family was not that simple.

“Wynnie and I went for a pregnancy checkup this morning and met with a murder attempt. Wynnie went

into premature labor and suffered from heavy blood loss. She was tested to have golden blood. She’s

not the biological daughter of Charles Johnston and Martha Yates, but the surviving orphan of the

Lovelace family who defected from the country more than 20 years ago. Now, she’s in urgent need of

golden blood and a guy named Shane Lovelace is here…”

Philip described the details of the events briefly before asking, “How much do you know about the

Lovelace family? Who is this Shane Lovelace?”