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 clashing with

college fashion spared her any

by Willa’s cool demeanor,

ignoring all the signals around her, and

a monument stood in memory of a

names from around the world, the monument bore

fresh flowers still lay at the base,

the one

also known

nickname, yet it had lain hidden here for

Shameless!

her eyes betraying scorn, anger, and a complex web

understand how someone so full of venom could be her

Who was her mother?

purpose

conscienceless monster truly love his wife

Willa was baffled.

the point of her existence in this

treasures, and the continuation of their

And her?

apology to the world—if there was

creator’s

as she stared at

sun warmed her jacket, but it couldn’t

monument honor someone you knew?” A voice came from

see an older man dressed as a gardener,

“No, nobody,” she replied.

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

this spot. Scared the

taken aback.

to the name,

and said, “Yes, him. A very genteel man from Veridia,

furrowed. He saved

How is that possible?

me, could you tell me more about what

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