There was no need to think about it; her phone was definitely taken by Ben.


    Lisa sat on the ground, feeling powerless, as if the coldness was about to freeze the blood in her veins.


    Just then, a soft click sounded, and the ring spotlight above her head lit up, instantly slicing through the darkness of the room.


    Lisa instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes, and only after she had adjusted to the light did she lower it to survey her surroundings.


    She was in a vast, sealed space, with arge metal bed in the center surrounded by some equipment she didn''t recognize.


    This ce was not unfamiliar to Lisa. It was the secret spot she had discovered


    belonging to Ben years ago.


    His biological researchb.


    Lisa''s face, already pale, lost even more color as she lifted her gaze towards Ben, who was slowly walking in from the doorway. He had shed all his disguises, his carefree demeanor now resembling a demon straight out of hell.


    As Ben approached, Lisa instinctively shivered and moved backwards, her voice trembling as she spoke, "Ben, what are you going to do? Why...why did you bring me here?"


    Ben looked down at Lisa from his towering height, then suddenly squatted down, chuckling lightly, "You''re my dear sister, what do you think I could possibly do to you?"


    Lisa bit her lip hard, utterly disbelieving his words.


    Ben''s lips curled into a smirk as he pulled out a smartphone from his pocket-it was Lisa''s. Twirling it in his fingers, he simply said, "You know, I''m quite interested in your ssmate."


    Hearing this, Lisa''s eyes widened in shock. She nced at the phone in his hand, quickly grasping the implication of his words.


    He wanted to use her against Mirabe!


    Those who had entered thisb in the past had never walked out alive.


    "Ben, please, beg you, leave my ssmate alone. She''s just an innocent, ordinary person, with nothing worth your research," Lisa pleaded, her eyes brimming with tears, wanting to grasp Ben''s trouser leg but ultimately not daring to.


    The word innocent" reced Ben''s casual gaze with a killing intent instant, "Innocent? Do you know why


    I was captured? It was all the!?!


    your ssmate''s handy work."


    "How could that be..." Lisa instinctively disbelieved.


    Ben scoffed lightly, then suddenly pulled down his shirt to reveal a scar from a gunshot wound that had long healed, "This gunshot wound is a gift from her." “That''s impossible, you must be mistaken,” Lisa kept shaking her head in denial.


    If he had used anyone else, she might have believed it, but Mirabe? That, she refused to believe.


    Ben didn''t care w


    whether Lisa


    believed him or not. He adjusted his


    shirt, slowly stood up, and his


    menacing aura receded. He nced at Lisa "Actually, you should be thankful you have such a ssmate."


    Although Lisa couldn''tprehend the meaning behind Ben''s words, she understood his ruthlessness.


    After all, she was just his half-sister; otherwise, she might have already died on this metal bed years ago.


    Ben unlocked Lisa''s phone with facial recognition by waving it in front of her, "What are you going to do with my phone?"


    She pped herself mentally, then continued to type.