They'd all defended Crimson to some extent when she was humiliated, but Flora wasn't about to thank them for it.

If these guys had really had Crimson's back, would she have gotten beaten to within an inch of her life? They were basically just spectators, a notch better than those who enjoyed the show. Flora didn't cut ties with them completely, though.

The rest of the group lined up in two rows in front of Mr. Atticus's table. Mr. Atticus, looking at the long queue and the array of medical tools laid out, was momentarily stunned before he caught on.

"Are you challenging me to a detox-off?" he exclaimed, his voice tinged with disbelief.

Flora didn't respond, just glanced at Elio at the front of the line. "Give me your hand."

Seeing her determination, Mr. Atticus couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity. She wanted to challenge him to a detox competition? It was laughable and self-destructive! He was a mentor in the medical organization; where did she get the nerve to compete with him? If Flora wanted to humiliate herself, that was on her!

at the person standing before him. "Come here, I'll detoxify

been earlier, the person would've been thrilled to have Mr. Atticus detoxify them. But now,

Flora scheming? She'd locked them up before, practically wishing them dead, and now she had Mr. Atticus detoxifying them?

touch him, Elio grabbed her hand, his face stern. "I don't know what you're up to, but I don't have time for this. Nina is waiting for

all night and was

Connor said

safe, Elio finally relaxed. With Connor's assurance, he knew

lifted her gaze slightly to meet his. "Your

Her tone was ice-cold.

before him now was a far cry from the one he'd seen in the room earlier. Back then, she'd been distant but friendly. Now, her gaze was just cold. Elio understood; he hadn't protected

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