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

a chill

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

Without warning,

he managed to avoid falling,

sidelines, felt a

as he spoke with

wish you a speedy recovery. However, if this is

out, disappearing through the front

slowly, he rose from the wheelchair. His eyes burned red

chair over with

chest pocket. Breathing heavily, he answered

everything going?" he demanded, his voice sharp and

call, Sheryl was slightly startled. She hesitated before responding respectfully. "We've captured her. Do

fool!" Justin snapped, closing his eyes to calm himself down after being riled up by Jasper. "Why would I want

heavily

the gunshot wound in her left arm, Amber fought fiercely against her attackers. But she was

battered and bruised, the ground beneath her stained

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

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