To be honest, the address had already been exposed, and there were reporters waiting there, waiting for lab staff to come out for photos and interviews.
Of course, these past few days, the people in the lab hadn't come out at all. Cars had driven over to provide them with food, but the TV did show footage of the investigation team going in. The Wimbledon family had their own power, so the investigation hadn't gone public yet.
The two powers were in a tug-of-war. Depending on whether or not Georgia or Eric came out the victor, the investigation results would either reveal the shocking truth, or come back to bite the accusers.
The car drove directly inside under the reporters' cameras. Naturally, Georgia didn't come alone, just in case she fell into someone else's hands. Wilson had brought a few bodyguards with him over.
At the same time, Ivan and Jason were preparing behind the scenes. If Eric went back on his word, they'd continue the market warfare and expose even more facts, squashing the value of the Wimbledon brands into the dirt. They'd prepared the plan completely.
It was just up to Eric if he was going to return Robert to them or not.
The car rolled to a stop.
Georgia and Wilson got out, following Eric step by step into the depths of the lab.
They passed heavy security, with full body scans, pupil and fingerprint tests at every stage.
Eric was the main person passing through, while they followed behind.
After over a dozen checkpoints, they finally arrived in a massive laboratory.
Georgia saw several workers busy in front of their own computers. They looked over in some shock as she and Eric came over, then bent their heads and continued on their own business.
Georgia's gaze, though, was stuck in the foremost glass room, and she saw Robert lying inside on a bed.
As it was in the photographs, there were tubes stuck up and down Robert's body.
Georgia flew into a rage.
"What have you done to him? If anything comes up with his body further, Eric, it won't just be losing a bit of money, but I'll take your entire family with me to hell!"
Georgia's gaze was fierce, partly because of rage, but partly also because someone like Eric only spoke to the strong.
Show weakness before him, cry and sob, and he was going to press his advantage.
It was psychological warfare, and she knew that no matter what happened next, she couldn't lower her head before this man.
Show even a bit of weakness, and Eric would collect himself, then cast her into the depths.
"Mr. Simpson's body was just too valuable as a subject, so I had my personnel study every part of his body. Don't blame me, Miss Lane. Nobody told your husband to be the odd man out. Otherwise, I wouldn't have captured him for this sort of thing anyway. Blame Jayson Mathis for all the experiments he conducted in that lab to cause this sort of mutation. Otherwise, you really think I'd look for trouble with you for no reason?"
Georgia couldn't hold back and slapped the man before her across the face.
That was just too shameless of a statement. The victim was getting blamed by the perpetrator with such disgusting words.
If Robert hadn't still been here, Georgia wanted to sink this person to the bottom of the sea as fish food.
Eric's gaze turned especially dark.
"You're the first woman to strike me, Miss Lane!"
"I hope even more people put hands on you, Eric. People like you need a few good beatings to know how things work in this world!"
Georgia chuckled mockingly.
Eric suddenly clapped his hands in a sinister gesture. Georgia looked on in shock as Robert's body started trembling in agony. She could see his brow furrowing, his eyes still closed with cold sweat beading on his brow.
"What are you doing?"
Georgia spat.
"Mr. Simpson hasn't woken up at all. I just called for someone to give him some stimulation so he could wake up and see his face. After all, you did all this to come over to see him. If he didn't wake up to see you, isn't that just a waste of your effort?"
Georgia's hands shook.
She knew that Eric was doing this on purpose.
He was probing her bottom line and threatening her.
"Eric, you should know that I have Adolf in my grasp now. Take a guess how much he exposed and how much evidence he handed over."
Georgia kept her expression calm and spoke mildly. Eric was trying to play mind games with her.
He could tell that she cared for Robert, and even with all the things she'd done out there, he still wasn't handing Robert back over now, playing with her heart, forcing her to make sacrifices here.
She'd put Eric and the Wimbledons through so much monetary loss. Someone as selfish as Eric couldn't have up and just let Robert walk.
He was definitely going to torture Robert here and try to squeeze some value out of her.
"I don't care how much Adolf knows. I just want to see how much you care about your husband, Miss Lane. I want to see how much your love is worth!"
Sneering, Eric clapped his hands.
The person behind him produced a document. Georgia looked and saw it was an agreement to change the stock ownership of the SY Group.
"So long as you agree to sign this contract, Miss Lane, and transfer all your stocks in the SY Group to me, I'll return your husband.
"It's worth several hundred billion. I want to see if your love is worth that much, Miss Lane."
Eric smiled and said that, looking at Georgia with a half-smile, seemingly expecting her decision.
"Give me the pen, Eric. My love is priceless, and several hundred billion couldn't begin to measure the value Robert holds in my heart. If you just wanted the stocks, you needn't have gone to the trouble."
Georgia said that mildly, seemingly giving no care to losing that much money.
Eric showed a rare trace of surprise and handed the document over, signally for the person behind him to hand over a pen.
Still smiling, Georgia bent her head over the document and signed it.
At the moment when they had her press her thumb over it, Georgia suddenly lifted her head to look at Eric.
"Aren't you going to see if I signed my name?"