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.

jacket, walked across the field, her attire

the freedom of college fashion spared

few whistle-blowing guys, intrigued by Willa’s cool demeanor,

on, ignoring all the signals around

in memory of a shooting that had occurred

from around the world, the monument bore inscriptions in

after all this time, fresh flowers still lay at the base, a

and found the one that

also known as

a blatantly provocative nickname, yet it had lain hidden here for so long, commemorated and

Shameless!

her eyes betraying scorn, anger, and a complex web

how someone so full of venom

Who was her mother?

the purpose behind

remorseless, conscienceless monster truly love his wife and

Willa was baffled.

of her existence

treasures, and the continuation of

And her?

the world—if there was

creator’s evil, shadowy

as she

sun warmed her jacket, but it couldn’t match the heat

this monument honor someone you knew?” A voice

an older man dressed as a gardener, his hair

“No, nobody,” she replied.

a family member. It’s best that you’re not,” the man said as he

if he was speaking to himself or Willa when he added, “I was here cleaning when the shooting happened, right in this spot. Scared

taken aback.

pointed to the name,

smiled at Elliot’s name, and said, “Yes, him. A very genteel man

furrowed. He saved

How is that possible?

could you tell me more about

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