Chapter 355

Garrett's words were sharp, cutting enough to sting. Yet Camilla didn't care. She leaned against the corridor wall and smiled faintly. "Whichever identity makes you answer my question willingly, Dr. Ashford, is the one I'll use."

In other words, whatever. She'd let him think what he wanted.

Garrett's cold eyes stayed fixed on her. He threw the question back. "And which identity do you think would