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Chapter 81 She's already gone, what more do you want!
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

This isn't asking them to take her to see Ashley; it's clearly asking them whether they're going to die now or later.

Ashley is stubborn and never looks back once he's made up his mind. He's the only one with access to Lab 27, and anyone else needs his permission to enter.

This was a privilege he specifically requested from His Majesty, precisely to prevent Scarlett from visiting again.

an hour ago.

When the dean learned that Scarlett was coming, he tentatively asked Ashley if he could access the lab.

Ashley said nothing and banged on three combination locks on the lab door.

The answer is obvious.

That's it, the 403 Research Institute, except for Laboratory 27, is doomed!
Seeing that no one reacted and they just kept their heads down, Scarlett hummed in response, a sharp glint in her long, narrow eyes. "Why aren't you saying anything? Is this so difficult? Is it so hard for me to see my beastly husband here?"

With her last sentence, Scarlett lowered her voice and raised her tone, perfectly conveying the imposing aura of an imperial princess.

The group felt a dark cloud looming over them and dared not look up.

“Your Highness, Ashley’s current research project is extremely important and the process is incredibly complicated. If we stop, all the procedures will have to be started all over again.”

Dean Hill took a deep breath and explained, "Please forgive him, Your Highness, but he simply cannot leave, and he cannot enter the laboratory either."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Scarlett nodded, as if she understood. She paused for a second, then turned to leave, but halfway through her turn, she turned back, looked at Hill, and smiled, "Really not okay?"

Hill, drenched in sweat, repeated what he had just said.

"Please forgive me, Your Highness."

"Okay, then it's gone. I'll go look somewhere else."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of color finally returned to their pale faces.

I was just about to feel relieved that His Highness was reasonable today, unlike in the past.

He raised his eyes and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

Her Highness has gone into the Advanced Archives!

It houses nearly a century of research archives from the research institute, which are top secret. Even the director is not qualified to enter; access requires the combined authority of the Imperial Court, the Privy Council, and the Cabinet.

The group's hearts, which had just settled, jumped again. They chased after her and stood in front of Scarlett.

"Your Highness."

"Permissions".

Scarlett looked at them, smiled sweetly, and those two light words were like a vengeful ghost, instantly choking them and leaving them unable to breathe for a long time.

“Your Highness…” Hill tried to explain.

Scarlett interrupted, "What? Not this one either?"

Vanessa spoke up: "Your Highness, this is the archives. Access requires authorization from all three parties. We do not have the necessary permissions."

Scarlett raised an eyebrow and said understandingly, "Fine, I won't go in."

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone now laced with a strong threat, "You've rejected me twice. If you refuse me again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Hill and Vanessa exchanged a glance, realizing that His Highness's purpose in coming here was not simple, and it seemed that he was not after Ashley.

Before her brow could relax, Scarlett's next words came through.

"I want to see Christine."

……

……

Research Institute.

lounge.

Scarlett picked up a cup of black tea and sipped it slowly. After finishing, she glanced at Susanna beside her and asked, "Haven't they arrived yet?"

Susanna is Hill's assistant.

Just now, Scarlett asked to see Christine, and Hill agreed without hesitation.

Scarlett was allowed to rest in the lounge for a while, and Susanna was sent to attend to her personally. It was said that Christine would be brought over shortly.

Scarlett waited for almost half an hour, but not only did Christine not appear, but everyone else also disappeared.

Only she and Susanna remained in the lounge.

Susanna was somewhat flustered, lowering her eyes to suppress her unease. "Your Highness, Christine is a researcher, and she has to go through three checks to enter and leave the laboratory. It will take a little longer. Please, Your Highness, be patient."

Another twenty minutes passed.

Scarlett's patience is about to run out.

Seeing Susanna raise the teapot to refill her cup, she reached out and covered it with her hand, saying, "No need."

“Your Highness…” Susanna looked at her.

She raised an eyebrow, her voice sharp and stern. "Is this Christine some kind of important figure? How dare she keep me waiting for so long! Is it that you couldn't invite her, or that she doesn't want to come?"

Scarlett stood up, narrowing her eyes. "Or perhaps, should I personally go and invite her?"

Susanna was so frightened that her scalp tingled, and she didn't dare to breathe. "Please forgive me, Your Highness. Christine is unwell and did not mean to neglect Your Highness. Please wait a little longer."

"hold on?"

Scarlett sneered, her gaze falling on the teacup. She slapped it hard, and the teacup fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.

Scarlett had no real power and her status was not as high as Sophia's. She had long anticipated this kind of superficial obedience but secretly disrespectful treatment.

But she won't just accept it.

Then let's go crazy, and nobody will have an easy time.

"Forgive me? Forgive me my foot! If you don't call Christine over here, I'll smash your entire research institute!"

Scarlett smashed the teacup, kicked the stool, then smashed the chair. After smashing the chair, she picked up the teapot and slammed it down. The teapot contained water, and the scalding hot water splashed out, burning Susanna's hand.

She hissed, ignoring the pain, and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing in fear and trepidation, "Please calm your anger, Your Highness."

At the same time, a sharp shout rang out at the door.

"Scarlett! What's wrong with you again?!"

Ashley stood at the door of the lounge, still wearing her white lab coat. Her golden hair was slightly curly, and her fair skin was flushed with anger. A pair of rimless glasses sat on her high nose.

The reflective lenses cast a refined light on his bright, slightly round eyes, softening his slightly protruding brow bones and making him appear both aloof and gentle.

His face was nice, but his words were harsh to hear.

Scarlett ignored her and continued her madness, smashing whatever she could see.

Seeing Scarlett become even more frantic, Ashley frowned, stepped forward and grabbed her hand, "Scarlett, what exactly do you want to do? I told you, you're not allowed to come to the research institute!"

Scarlett glanced at him amidst her busy schedule. "I am the ruler, you are the subject. Why should I listen to you? Besides, what business is it of yours? I didn't come here to see you. Get out of my way!"

A look of surprise flashed across Ashley's face.

Scarlett wasn't there to see him?
Scarlett loosened her grip and pushed him away.

At this moment, Susanna looked up and said nervously, "Ashley, His Highness is here to see Christine."

Upon hearing the name "Christine," Ashley's expression immediately tensed.

He knew that Scarlett was still concerned about this matter.

How could she possibly let him go so easily!
He grabbed Scarlett's hand again, gritting his teeth, and said, "Scarlett, haven't you caused enough trouble?!"

Upon hearing this, Scarlett felt an urge to slap him across the face.

Did I make a fuss with you?

Her hands were clamped, but her feet were fine. She kicked a chair next to her in anger, glared at it, and shouted, "No! Not only have I not made enough trouble, but I will also drag Christine out and hold her accountable! How dare she covet my beastly husband! I will sentence her to death!"

Hear the words.

Ashley's pupils suddenly contracted, and the hand gripping her wrist tightened abruptly, his neatly manicured nails almost digging into her fair skin.

He stared at Scarlett for a moment, his gaze growing sharper with anger, and gritted his teeth as he said, "She's gone, what more do you want?"

(End of this chapter)