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

"I'm sorry, Mr. Edgar.

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

gaped open, his pale

and appreciation from you during my time serving the Lovelaces, so

your own blood can turn against you, let alone anyone who

trembled, barely forming

"Don't blame me.

that son of

for his own good!" Edgar slowly closed his eyes as tears of anger

with a deafening bang, the ward door burst

"Don't move.

hands up!" Cyrus roared as he charged

held his gun steady, aimed squarely at the man who was

The man panicked and released his

he dashed toward the

peered down, his eyes

swiftly executed a

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