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

fashion spared her any undue

whistle-blowing guys, intrigued by

signals around her, and headed straight for a

monument stood in memory of a

the monument bore inscriptions in

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

one

also known

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

Shameless!

the name, her eyes betraying scorn,

couldn’t understand how someone so full

Who was her mother?

the purpose

conscienceless monster truly

Willa was baffled.

was the point of her

children were legacies, treasures, and the continuation

And her?

the world—if there was anything she shared with other children,

of a creator’s

as she stared at

but it couldn’t match the heat in her

honor someone you knew?” A voice came from

see an older man dressed as a gardener,

“No, nobody,” she replied.

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

this spot. Scared the daylights out of me,

taken aback.

to the

at Elliot’s name, and said, “Yes,

furrowed. He saved

How is that possible?

me more about

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