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.

field,

the freedom of college fashion spared

intrigued by Willa’s cool demeanor,

ignoring all the signals around

a monument stood in memory of a shooting

world, the monument bore inscriptions in multiple

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

and found the one that was both familiar

known as

a blatantly provocative nickname, yet it had lain hidden

Shameless!

eyes

understand how someone so full of

Who was her mother?

was the purpose

truly

Willa was baffled.

of her

treasures, and the

And her?

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

a creator’s evil, shadowy

fists clenched as she stared

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

honor someone you knew?” A voice

see an older man dressed as a gardener, his hair

“No, nobody,” she replied.

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

cleaning when the shooting happened, right in this spot. Scared the daylights out of me, peed my pants even. If it hadn’t been

taken aback.

pointed to the

said,

furrowed.

How is that possible?

tell me more about

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