The clock struck half-past ten, and there was still no news from Byron. Xander grew even more restless.

Could it be possible that they had truly developed the antidote?

For a moment, Xander began to doubt himself.

Just as he felt a wave of shock, his phone on the desk suddenly rang.

His expression slightly stiffened as he turned to glance at the caller ID.

When he saw Byron's name on the phone screen, a relieved smile spread across his face as he coldly muttered, "Better late than never