Jasper strode out of the room and hurried down the stairs, his pace so brisk that Xavier had to jog to keep up.

As Jasper reached the living room, he spotted Justin sitting upright in his wheelchair, alone. Their eyes locked when Jasper was just a few steps away.

Hostility flickered between their gazes.

Curling his lips upward into a slight smile, Justin asked, "Jasper, heading out at this hour?"

Xavier gritted his teeth, loathing the self-righteous air Justin exuded, as if he always held the upper hand. The sight made him want to charge forward and knock Justin clean off his wheelchair.

"It's late. Why aren't you in bed?" Jasper asked coldly, his tone as sharp as his glare. "It seems that broken body of yours is still holding up."

"Jasper, you seem to be in a rush. Did something happen? Do you need my help?"

Justin maintained the smile on his face, disregarding Jasper's sarcastic remark.

"It's none of your business."

Without another word, Jasper swept past him.

Justin's voice followed, low and sinister. "Jasper, there are many people and matters that have nothing to do with you. Why dive into murky waters and bring trouble upon yourself?"

fixed Jasper with a look

mid-step, a chill spreading through

weight of provocation, often inciting chaos without so much as a blink. Behind his polished exterior lay a rotten core, a man who had traded humanity

back, his eyes narrowing. Without warning, he kicked the base of

jolted, gripping the armrests tightly to steady himself. Though he managed to avoid falling, his composure was shattered, leaving him looking

the sidelines, felt a surge

against the disabled," Jasper said, leaning slightly forward. His towering frame loomed over Justin as he spoke with icy disdain. "But I despise

However, if this is merely an act, I hope you never rise from that wheelchair

that, Jasper stormed out, disappearing through the front door in

rose from the

chair over with

chest pocket. Breathing

demanded, his

hesitated before responding respectfully. "We've captured her. Do you want her

closing his eyes to calm himself down after being riled up by Jasper.

snow fell heavily

Amber fought

and bruised, the ground

black-clad assassins stepped aside as Sheryl approached. Dressed in an extravagant white

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