Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 516: A Battle of Two Tigers

Chapter 516: A Battle of Two Tigers

The idea seemed simple enough, but what if something went wrong? After all, Mason’s loyalties weren’t guaranteed.

With his twisted sense of obsession...

Ella gently tucked the blanket around her son. Little Elias seemed to be dreaming, as he turned over and murmured faintly in his sleep, "Brother... come here..."

"Elias, I hope it won’t be long before we can go home."

In their current situation, waiting was the only option.

Once Eric arrived, perhaps everything would be resolved.

In the study.

Isaac and Mason sat together, sipping tea. Isaac, a scientist to his core, never indulged in alcohol, believing it clouded his mind.

"Why did you bring that woman here out of nowhere?" Isaac asked irritably. "Even though she’s Elias’s mother, I don’t want any outsiders here. Besides, now that she’s on the island, what if Eric shows up? Wouldn’t that be the end for all of us?"

If Eric arrived, their crimes would inevitably be exposed.

The death tunnel alone, with all those bodies, could earn them life sentences.

"Relax. Ella doesn’t have a tracker on her, so there’s no way Eric could find this place. Only I and the pilot know about this island. Now that we’re both here, who’s going to give away its location?"

Mason smirked and lit his cigarette, letting the smoke curl upward without taking a puff.

Isaac remained uneasy. "Eric isn’t an ordinary man."

Mason sneered, "Not ordinary? Didn’t he already lose to me?"

Isaac chuckled lightly. "You never know who truly wins until the end."

He had a bad feeling.

With Ella here, Eric would find a way to get here too.

And if Eric arrived, his experiments would come to a screeching halt.

Still, he couldn’t believe Mason would reveal anything to Eric—after all, they were sworn enemies.

But precautions had to be taken.

"I want to leave this place and relocate to a more secluded island," Isaac said seriously.

Mason shook his head. "The other islands are either owned or uninhabitable—many are just bare rocks. Finding a suitable place to live, let alone set up your lab, won’t be easy."

Isaac, while eager to move, couldn’t deny Mason had a point.

Mason smiled confidently. "Don’t worry, uncle. Eric won’t find this place. And even if he does, it’ll take time. If I catch wind of anything, I’ll let you know immediately. You’ll have time to relocate temporarily without getting caught."

Isaac nodded. He didn’t doubt Mason’s capabilities.

Still, after Mason left, Isaac sat alone on the balcony, smoking a cigarette.

After seven years on this island, research was his only joy. He had an inexhaustible passion for it. But now that outsiders were here, the place he had called home for so long suddenly felt unsafe.

Leaving wasn’t as simple as Mason made it sound. Finding a suitable location would be nearly impossible.

For now, his only option was to imprison Elias and Ella. When Eric arrived, they would serve as bargaining chips.

But Mason might oppose this plan.

Frustrated, Isaac felt a pang of regret. Just as he’d found the perfect test subject, complications had arisen.

Little Elias had initially been meant to inherit his legacy. But now that Ella had arrived, that dream was no longer viable.

There was only one course of action left—stick to the original plan.

In those few short minutes, Isaac made up his mind: Elias would become his final test subject.

This way, by the time Eric arrives, no matter how much he regrets or rages—even if he wants to kill Isaac—Isaac will still have left a small contribution to the world.

With that thought, Isaac decided to act immediately.

He arranged to get Mason out of the way.

Mason, being a playboy, wouldn’t resist the charms of Carly, whose beauty was undeniable. Isaac instructed Carly to distract Mason.

Carly, unsure of Isaac’s motives, felt a sudden sense of unease. While engaging Mason in conversation, she lowered her voice and said, "Mr. Scott, it was Dr. Isaac who sent me to talk to you... He told me to keep you occupied. I’m afraid he’s going to harm Elias."

Mason’s face darkened. "Aren’t you one of the researchers? You don’t want Elias to be a test subject?"

Carly gave a bitter smile. "Mr. Scott, I was forced to come to this island. For seven years, I endured an inhuman existence here. Eventually, I gave in, and things got a little better."

However, fearing she might get pregnant and become a burden to his work, Isaac had given Carly a specially developed drug that permanently robbed her of the ability to become a mother.

Carly had only recently learned the true effects of the drug. No wonder, despite being violated by almost every man on the island except Isaac, her belly had never swelled.

Perhaps it was for this reason that she had grown so fond of little Elias.

"Are you saying Dr. Isaac is planning to harm Miss Davis and Elias?" Mason stood abruptly, not waiting for Carly’s reply. With two bodyguards in tow, he strode toward Ella and Elias’s room.

As Mason rounded the fountain and approached the back door, he heard hurried footsteps.

He burst through the back door to find Isaac seated nearby, two guards with guns forcing Ella to move forward.

Ella clutched a still-sleeping Elias in her arms, her eyes sharp with hostility and her face tense with vigilance.

"Uncle, what do you think you’re doing?"

Mason stormed in, panting, and shouted at Isaac.

Carly, who had followed close behind, cried out, "Doctor, I couldn’t hold Mr. Scott back! He’s here!"

Isaac shot Carly an irritated glare before turning to his distant nephew. "Mason, I’m taking them away for our own good. If Eric does show up, we’ll need these two as hostages to protect ourselves."

Ella took a deep breath. So Eric was close?

But Mason’s next words extinguished her brief glimmer of hope.

"That’s impossible! We’re in such a remote location, on one of countless islands. By the time he tracks us down, we’ll have long since relocated!"

Mason chuckled and added, "Uncle, don’t worry. I’ve already arranged for another suitable island. Once the new research lab is ready, we’ll move everyone there."

Isaac seemed skeptical but cautious. Shaking his head, he insisted, "It’s still safer to lock them in the basement. If Eric attacks, we’ll need them as shields."

Mason’s expression darkened. "Uncle! I forbid you to imprison them!"

Isaac’s tone grew icy. "Mason, this is my island. I decide what happens here!"

Ella narrowed her eyes. A battle between two tigers—one would inevitably fall. She could hardly wait for the drama to unfold.