Holden wanted to ask about it, but he knew he couldnt do that. He made a deliberate noise as he cut into his meat, trying to draw Bennetts attention.
Holden and Bennett exchanged silent looks. After a moment, Holden resumed eating, head bowed.
Bennett, always sharp-witted, picked up on Holdens thought.
After a moments contemplation, he turned to Moss and asked, Uncle Moss, did your experimental subject cook the meal?
Upon hearing Bennetts inquiry, Moss paused, a sly smile creeping across his face. Yes, I stumbled upon the experimental subject by chance, he admitted.
Bennett smiled back warmly. Congratulations, Uncle Moss. Your dream of over two decades is finally within reach.
Yes, theres hope now. Moss sighed with evident relief.
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Bennett continued the polite conversation. Meanwhile, Holden sat silently, his head lowered, his hand gripping the fork tightly as he mechanically stirred his food. Rage burned within him.
He harbored an intense desire to exact vengeance upon Moss. How dare Moss treat Ariana as a mere experimental subject! He wished he could kill Moss right now!
Yet, he knew that killing Moss now would only leave him clueless about Arianas whereabouts.
So, now was not the time for him to do that.
He had to suppress the urge to kill Moss for now.
Holden took a deep breath and resumed eating as if nothing had happened.
Across from him, Bennett continued chatting amiably with Moss. Then, feigning nonchalance, he asked, Uncle Moss, could I possibly see the experimental subject?
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Moss glanced at Bennett, setting down his utensils, and smoothly changed the topic. You seem exhausted. Perhaps its best for you to retire for the night.
Im not tired, Bennett replied. Youve searched for years without success, and now, youve found one. Im eager to see the experimental subject for myself.
Moss remained indifferent. He clearly valued the experimental subject and was reluctant to let Bennett see who they were.
Seeing Moss silence, Bennett pressed on, but Moss held firm. After a brief pause, Moss rose, excusing himself to return to the laboratory for further experiments.
With Moss gone, only Bennett and Holden remained.
Bennett watched Moss leave, waiting until he was out of sight. His cheerful demeanor faded, replaced by a cold intensity in his eyes.
He was talking about Ariana, Bennett said to Holden. But there was a third person here just now. There were three plates on the table.
Despite their strained relationship, Holden and Bennett always understood each others thoughts.
Ive noticed it, too, Holden replied, his eyes fixed on the meal Ariana had prepared. His voice was firm and unwavering. Im not concerned about the third person. I only intend to find Ariana.
Bennett fell silent, lost in thought.