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.

leather jacket, walked across the field,

college fashion spared

guys, intrigued by Willa’s cool demeanor,

signals around

of a shooting that had

the monument bore inscriptions in multiple languages, followed

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

the names and found the one that was both

also known as

blatantly provocative nickname, yet it had lain hidden here

Shameless!

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

understand how someone so full of venom could be

Who was her mother?

purpose

conscienceless monster truly

Willa was baffled.

was the point of

were legacies, treasures, and the

And her?

a living apology to the world—if there was

a creator’s evil,

she stared

warmed her jacket, but it couldn’t match the

honor someone you knew?” A voice came from behind

older man dressed as a

“No, nobody,” she replied.

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

in this spot.

was taken aback.

to the

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

furrowed.

How is that possible?

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