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.

button, but the man reacted swiftly, clamping a

"I'm sorry, Mr. Edgar.

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

his pale

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

your own blood can turn against you, let alone anyone who isn't your own." Ajolt of shock

lips trembled, barely

"Don't blame me.

that son of

too vicious for his own good!" Edgar slowly closed his

a deafening bang, the ward door burst

"Don't move.

up!" Cyrus roared as

hands held his gun steady, aimed squarely at

panicked and

he dashed toward the

peered down, his eyes

executed a roundhouse kick, sending the man crashing

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