Celia reached into her pocket, the pocket inside her clothes, which was usually unseen.

Even someone as attentive as Dominic hadn't noticed that spot because his gaze had never strayed there.

Celia pulled out a syringe filled with BlueL.

The BlueL was sealed, its fluid faintly gleaming with a silvery light, giving it an aura of mystery.

There was barely ten milliliters, but for most people, that would be unbearable.

Dominic raised an eyebrow. He wasn't surprised ...