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 around

"I'm sorry, Mr. Edgar.

sinister glint flickered in the man's eyes as he

mouth gaped open, his pale complexion

hissed, "I've experienced nothing but warmth and appreciation from you during my time serving the Lovelaces, so the least I

let alone anyone who isn't your own." Ajolt of shock ran through Edgar as he

trembled, barely forming a

"Don't blame me.

that son

Edgar slowly closed his eyes as tears of anger streamed

bang,

"Don't move.

Cyrus roared as

hands held his gun steady, aimed squarely at

man panicked

he dashed toward the

peered down, his eyes

ten floors high! Cyrus swiftly executed a roundhouse kick, sending the

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