Camellia's POV
"I've used the same model in my university lab," I calmly explained.
"That was five years ago!" Claire raised her voice. "d**g development doesn't tolerate even the slightest mistake."
I turned to face her. "How do you know I haven't been keeping up?"
Claire's lashes fluttered rapidly. "You've been washing test tubes and beakers all week. You haven't had time to—"
"So you're aware I've been overloaded with menial tasks?" My retort dropped the temperature in the lab by three degrees.
I watched Claire's nervous expression as Lyra let out a low warning growl in my mind.
I raised an eyebrow, releasing a faint hint of Alpha dominance with Lyra's help.
Blanche stood by, arms crossed, expressionless.
Only Claire's face changed, her lips trembling slightly, betraying her un
