Vivienne muttered under her breath, "Where is he?"

The audacity of someone to mess with the Martinez family; who gave them such guts?

Percival, seeing right through Vivienne's thoughts, picked out a matching jacket from the closet and handed it to her, "At the hospital. Thomas is with him; it shouldn't be anything serious."

Glancing outside at the breaking dawn, Vivienne found herself more speechless about Percival than about Leopold, the troublemaker.

At the hospital...

Leopold was lying in the hospital bed, swathed in bandages from head to toe, looking like a mummy. Only his eyes were visible, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Thomas, standing by with a mix of disdain and admiration, asked, "Leopold, I've got to hand it to you. Did you really think you could take on the Martinez family all by yourself? Are you brave or just brainless?" Leopold managed a stiff glare in response.

What do you know?

It was all for love.

He wasn't about to waste his breath on someone who couldn't understand.

Thomas didn't need a second to catch the subtext, snorting, "Have some dignity, man. If only you had acknowledged Griffin before today, you wouldn't be in this mess, almost beaten to death by the Martinez family."

Leopold was speechless.

Really? Rubbing salt in the wound now?

When Vivienne and Percival arrived, Leopold was tilting his head, enduring Thomas's lecture.

He was furious, yet unable to escape.

After all, he hadn't dared to let his family know about the incident, resorting to calling Thomas instead.

Thomas greeted the newcomers with respect, "Percival, ma'am."

Vivienne nodded slightly and approached Leopold.

His eyes were clear; he seemed alright.

Not dead, at least.

Leopold looked so wronged he was on the

"Have the Martinez family's weapons

have some misunderstanding about "jumping around"?

savage, even for the lady of

even sparing

couldn't see the anger in Vivienne's eyes now, all his years of keen observation were for naught. Despite his hoarse voice,

with a glance at Thomas, "The Martinez family took their private justice on him, and now

injuries were actually from falling off a wall, blaming

Leopold was mortified.

pointing out every embarrassing

Leopold could land himself

pill, cutting to the chase, "Who from the

taking the pill, his voice meek, "Mr. Martinez. He said he was showing respect to my grandfather and told me

exchanged a knowing look with Percival. It seemed Leopold wasn't entirely without

still hope for

warned Leopold, "Your uncle is on his way. You better think

Them?

eyes widened

meant not just his dad was coming, but his

them

The whole of Rivenwood knew in

the Sterling family completely? I'll not spare

me handle it. You

This was bad!

the curtains, only to realize his legs were still sticking out, making his

cast for his broken bones, advising against any movement. How did

his eyes instantly locking onto Leopold's failed attempt

he threw his

Hiding now? You've

wings, sneaking into

territory at

you not afraid they'd blow

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