Chapter 870

"Get out of my way." Yvette's voice cut through the tense atmosphere like a blade, her piercing gaze locking onto Horace. The icy authority in her tone made him shiver involuntarily, but he forced himself to stand his ground. "You just don't want to save Evelynn!" he accused, his desperation spilling over. "She won't last long enough for you to make the antidote!" Yvette's patience snapped. She kicked him aside without hesitation, sending him sprawling to the ground. Horace hit the floor hard, groaning in pain as the room fell silent. Her sharp gaze swept over the remaining doctors. "Listen carefully," she said, her tone cold and commanding. "You have one hour. Keep her alive by any means necessary." "One hour?" The other doctors exchanged bewildered looks, disbelief written across their faces. How could anyone create an antidote in such a short time? It was impossible. "You don't need to believe it's possible," Yvette continued, her voice calm but firm. "All you need to do is ens