Chapter 655 Not Righteous As An Angel

655 Not Righteous As An Angel

"Let me make it simple. Are you truly doing this for the safety of our world, or are you doing it to fulfill your ambitious husband's personal agendas?" Vladimir asked with an inquisitive gaze.

Cecilia's eyes widened, her composure momentarily slipping as the question pierced through her diplomatic facade. A flush of indignation flared within her, but she quickly masked it with a steely calm, "I dedicated my entire life—and still do—to ensure a better future for this world," she said, her voice steady despite the underlying anger, "I married my husband not for any transactional purposes but because he shared the same ideals and we understood each other. So believe me when I say that my husband doesn't have any personal agendas except to protect us all from the demons."

Vladimir's gaze lingered on her, his expression inscrutable, "Unless my perception is waning, just from the look in your eyes, I can see that you truly believe what you are saying, which only makes this even more pitiful...for you."

Cecilia's frown deepened, her eyes narrowing with a mixture of confusion and offense, "What do you mean by that?"

Vladimir's eyes narrowed further, his tone growing colder, "Your husband isn't as righteous as an angel as you think. I find it even more unbelievable that you know nothing despite being his wife for more than 30 years."

A sharp breath escaped Cecilia's lips, her expression hardening into one of fierce determination, "What...I am sorry, but I didn't come here to hear you speak ill of my husband. As you said, I am his wife. I am afraid you can't know him as well as I do."

Vladimir let out a cold, dismissive scoff, "The only reason I decided to entertain your presence is that someone persuaded me to see if you were dipping your hands in blood along with your husband. But I am shocked to see that my expectations were wrong."

Cecilia's brows furrowed, wondering what he meant by that and why he was talking like this. But then she thought he was disrespecting her and her husband because of his anger towards the WHA.

And so she said with her expression slightly cold but her tone still respectful, "I am sorry, but if you have any misgivings regarding this project, then you may state them please. I would rather you not deviate from what we decided to talk about here. If you are not in the mood to discuss, then we can discuss later." Vladimir's smile was sharp, almost mocking, "Don't be in such a hurry. I am not trying to offend you but to discern the truth. Do you even know what your husband is exactly doing on Mars?"

The mention of Mars struck Cecilia like a cold slap. Her heart skipped a beat as she processed his words. Could he know about Project Mars? Despite the Infinity Tower being hidden perfectly, the possibility of Russian spies discovering its location was unnerving. Yet, Cecilia kept her face composed, unwilling to reveal any sign of uncertainty, "I am afraid I don't know what you are talking about."

Vladimir's smile widened with a hint of satisfaction, "Good. So allow me to show you something." He turned his gaze to Mikhail, who stood a few paces behind him, "Son, why don't you show her what her husband is doing so far away on Mars?"

Cecilia's breath caught in her throat, her face paling as she looked away, visibly shaken by the horrific sight. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, unable to process what she had just seen.

"That old woman was a retired but poor Hunter with a family," Vladimir continued, his voice a harsh whisper of contempt, "She signed up for this experiment to provide for her loved ones. But we know that she never expected her life to end in such a horrific manner. Don't you agree?"

Vladmir asked with a sharp gaze and added, "Do you want to see more? There are even young candidates as small as-"

Cecilia's eyes squeezed shut, tears of frustration and horror pricking at the corners, "Enough!" she cried out, her voice cracking with distress, "Enough..."

Vladimir's eyes gleamed with a mixture of satisfaction and coldness. He looked at Mikhail, who nodded with a satisfied smile.

Asher, observing the scene unfold, felt a surge of grim satisfaction as well.

Seeing Cecilia's distress confirmed that the plan to manipulate her emotions and leverage the evidence had been effective. His hopes for the success of his strategy were bolstered by her visible reaction.

He knew it would be too suspicious to reveal these things to Cecilia himself and might also end up exposing himself.

So he saw no other choice but to ask for Mikhail's help to do this. Since the Russians were always trying to destroy the WHA, it wouldn't be a far stretch to believe that they might have spies within the Infinity Tower and Rachel's cover would still remain safe.

It would also look more credible to see all this being presented by the patriarch of the strongest Supreme Class Family in Russia.

But Asher wasn't quick to think that this plan would end in a success since everything would depend on what Cecilia was going to do now. What she gonna do? :#