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.

clad in a black leather jacket, walked across the field, her attire clashing with the sundresses and

college fashion spared

guys, intrigued by Willa’s cool demeanor, hesitated to

around her, and headed straight

a monument stood in memory of a shooting that had occurred years

the world, the monument bore inscriptions in multiple

still lay

and found the one that was both familiar and foreign

known as

yet it had lain hidden here for so long,

Shameless!

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

couldn’t understand how someone so full of venom

Who was her mother?

purpose behind her

monster truly

Willa was baffled.

was the point of her existence in this

were legacies, treasures, and the continuation

And her?

living apology to the world—if there was anything she

a creator’s evil,

clenched as she

warmed her jacket, but it

you knew?”

an older man dressed as a gardener, his hair silvered with

“No, nobody,” she replied.

thought maybe you were missing a family member. It’s best that you’re not,” the man said as he arranged the flowers neatly and wiped the dust from

unclear if he was speaking to himself or Willa when he added, “I was here cleaning when the shooting happened, right in this spot. Scared the daylights out of me, peed my pants even. If it hadn’t been for Elliot, my name would be

taken

pointed to the

looked up, smiled at Elliot’s name, and said,

brow furrowed. He

How is that possible?

you tell me more about

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