Richard's eyes were filled with hatred. Despite Mobius not being in peak condition, the coach demanded he participate in a risky race.

The coach tried to explain himself, his voice low with fear. "Mister Richard, please try to understand. We were in a difficult position. If Mobius had refused to race, it would have upset the organizers and jeopardized his future..."

"Future? Do you think my brother's future depends on racing?" Richard's voice was filled with contempt.

It was the truth. Waldorf Enterprises was a big company, meaning Mobius could live a carefree life without financial worries, even if he chose to do nothing at all.

The coach fell silent, realizing he had no valid defense against Richard's anger.

unscathed, it's one thing, but if not..." Richard's voice trailed off, leaving an

let him get away with this, all the coach could

from the ER, prompting Richard to

Mobius Waldorf's

up and walked over.

sighed. "I'm sorry, we've done everything

Richard's forehead, and his eyes reddened, making him

in surgery, the chances of Mister Mobius surviving are very slim." "You mentioned there's a slim chance, so there's still hope." Richard's eyes blazed with anguish and

one who had looked up to him and followed him around since childhood. The thought of him potentially facing the end at such a young age was something Richard couldn't bear. "Don't worry, sir. We'll do everything in our power to assist him. However, I must advise you that the likelihood of survival is extremely small." The doctor, looking somber, gave Richard a sympathetic glance before

the ER, the coach couldn't shake off a sense of dread.

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