The corridors along the VIP ward were quiet and deserted.

There was no one in sight.

A female nurse came to check on Edgar after doing her rounds.

As she left, a figure dressed as a nurse silently slipped into the ward.

The ward was silent; Edgar was sound asleep.

The man quickly took a syringe and plunged it into Edgar's withered arm.

Surprisingly a light sleeper, Edgar bolted awake, his eyes wide with alarm.

"W-Who are you?" It was the first time the man had done something like this.

He panicked and stammered, "I-1 am a new nurse.

I'm here to do my rounds." "Nonsense! My daughter personally selected a nurse for me.

Who the hell are you?" This man set off alarm bells in Edgar’s head.

the man reacted swiftly, clamping a hand

"I'm sorry, Mr. Edgar.

have no choice!" A sinister glint flickered in the man's eyes as he

open, his pale complexion

from you during my time serving the Lovelaces, so the least I could do for you

can turn against you, let alone anyone who isn't

trembled, barely

"Don't blame me.

son

for his own good!" Edgar slowly closed his eyes as

deafening bang, the ward

"Don't move.

up!" Cyrus roared as he charged into

aimed squarely at the man who was

panicked

no escape, he dashed toward the window

down, his eyes

swiftly executed a roundhouse kick, sending the man crashing to

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