Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

The coach could only apologize. "I know I shouldn't have persuaded him to race, but this isn't entirely my fault!"

Richard took a deep breath. "You should pay for this."

The coach's heart went cold. This would be the end of him. Not only would his own life be ruined, but the fallout might affect his family, including his innocent son.

"I heard you have a son." Richard smirked, his eyes narrowing in anger.

"Mister Richard, please spare my son. He's only eighteen, still practically a boy. He's not to blame for this!" His son was his world, and he couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to him; he would never forgive himself.

"My brother Mobius is only nineteen." Richard's words struck like a thunderbolt, sending the coach reeling. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

He collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down his face. "Mister Richard, I'll take full responsibility. Please spare my son."

and just stared at the door, waiting for the

wails attracted attention, and hospital staff intervened, escorting him

agonizing hours passed before the doors reopened,

meant they had done their best. "If you wish to say your goodbyes while your brother is still

Death weighed heavily in the air, more

"Okay."

entered Mobius' room, his heart heavy at the sight of

trembled with emotion as he

eyes and managed a weak smile upon seeing Richard. "You're here. The doctors said I don't have a lot of time left. I'm glad I get to see you one last

was a hint of reproach in his tone. "Don't say that. You'll be

Rick. I know what's