The Cherished Wife

"Wait up!" Charles was on the phone with Ronald, instructing him to scope out who had been around Phoenix Tree Residence that night and to upgrade their security system pronto. Once he hung up, he caught sight of the syringe clutched in Peter's hand, and the look in his eyes was nothing short of predatory.

"Looks like... it's about to go down!"

Peter was looking pretty rough, and Steven gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "The guy who just took action is Quill Sect's top hitman, Shane Quill. He's the same dude who went after Charles before..."

Charles scrunched his brow in concern. "I'm gonna fetch Sean to figure out what's in this syringe. Brandon..." Peter did not wait for him to finish. He rushed to check on Brandon, but the kid was out like a light, not showing any signs of trouble.

Peter peeled back Brandon's blanket and inspected his arm, spotting the telltale puncture mark. A fierce glint flashed in Peter's eyes, and he scooped up Brandon, ready to bolt. However, Steven pressed a firm hand on Peter's shoulder. "Hold on., Let Sean take a look first. What do you think Tania's gonna say if you just take off with Brandon now?"

Peter's brow furrowed deeper. "But Brandon..."

"Sean first."

all business for once. He strode up to Peter, took one

checking his temperature with the back of his hand. "He seems okay for now, but I've got

Brandon... If we can't confirm it, I might need to run a whole bunch of tests. You know how it is with viruses and their incubation periods,

for now." Peter's voice was rough with concern. "She'll just

and Tania's exchange in the kitchen earlier, so he was aware

The thought of net son in pain would tear Tania

Tania is Brandon's mom. She deserves to

follow Peter's lead for now. Let's figure out what we're dealing with first, then we'll decide whether to fill Tania in," Charles said, giving Sean a reassuring

usually, but he knew how to step up when it counted. "How did you