Griffin fretted that Percival might actually break Leopold in two, so she quickly wheeled his chair away from the scene.

Percival glanced in the direction the pair had escaped.

“Fine,” he thought, “Someday I’ll show ’em some old-school roughhousing!”

“Mr. Wolf, any luck running into Kenneth?” Vivienne strolled up and asked.

Suddenly inspired, she considered creating a new fragrance, a companion to the “Old Man” scent—calling it “Old Ruffian”.

Percival nodded. “Yeah, he looked pretty down, not even watching where he was going.”

“Ah, to be young again.” Karen chuckled.

After a brief discussion outside the ward about Dracon and Gillian’s situation, the group was about to head out for a meal when Karen’s cell phone rang.

It was Willa Perez.

Ever since Karen had returned to the Perez family, Willa had been conspicuously absent.

Karen had tried to reach out a few times, but Willa’s obsession ran deep; she wanted to track down F-Poison before returning to the Perez family.

Karen respected that. Willa had her own path to follow.

The unexpected message from Willa now piqued Karen’s curiosity.

The text contained a photo of a university gate abroad.

That very university was where Flynn had studied overseas—the same place F-Poison had once been.

Karen took a deep breath. “Willa’s on to F-Poison’s trail. Hopefully, she digs up some leads.”

In Scepter Country, Willa stared at the university’s gate and strode through with determination.

The campus was alive with the vigor of youth.

Every student, regardless of gender, wore bright smiles as if nourished by honey.

walked across the field, her attire clashing with the

college fashion spared

by Willa’s cool demeanor, hesitated to

around her, and headed straight for

stood in memory of a shooting that had occurred

the monument bore inscriptions in multiple languages, followed by

fresh flowers still lay at the base, a silent

names and found the one that was both familiar

known

it had lain

Shameless!

as she studied the name, her eyes betraying scorn, anger, and a complex web

full of

Who was her mother?

purpose behind her

a remorseless, conscienceless monster truly love his wife and

Willa was baffled.

the point of her existence

were legacies, treasures, and

And her?

there

of a creator’s

as she stared at the

jacket, but it couldn’t match the heat in

honor someone you knew?” A voice came from behind

turned to see an older man dressed as a gardener, his

“No, nobody,” she replied.

fortunate. You looked so sad; I thought maybe you were missing a family member. It’s best that you’re not,” the man said as he arranged the

this spot. Scared the daylights out of me, peed my pants even. If it hadn’t been for Elliot, my name would be on

was taken

pointed to

gardener looked up, smiled at Elliot’s name, and said, “Yes, him.

furrowed. He saved

How is that possible?

could you tell me more about what happened back then?

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