Rivenwood.

The abandoned GTO research facility stood eerily silent.

A woman with a leather jacket and a high ponytail stood at the entrance, her gaze icy as she surveyed the desolation before her.

The layout, the machinery-it all felt vaguely familiar as if it had once danced through the edges of her memory.

But no distinct recollections surfaced. It was a lot to expect, given that the remnants of her infancy were entangled with this place. Familiarity? That was asking too much.

"Willa, I swear, it was empty when we got here. You gotta believe me."

The woman was none other than Willa, who had grown up under the watchful eye of Jasper within the Perez family.

The speaker was a scattered disciple of the Perez family, once a subordinate under Willa's command in the organization.

Even though Willa had left the Perez family, they had never revoked her access. She could summon the family's resources at a moment's notice, anywhere in the world.

Willa's expression remained unreadable as she fingered a bracelet on her wrist, engraved with the mysterious moniker "F-Poison."

Her waterfall-like hair swayed in the breeze, occasionally whipping the face of her former subordinate, who stepped back quietly. Willa cherished her hair, and it would not do to lose its luster on someone else's face.

After a final stroke of her hair, Willa turned and strode away, her subordinate hurrying after her. Before he could utter a word, a deafening explosion shattered the silence.

They turned to see the GTO facility now reduced to rubble.

Willa did not look back. Tossing the detonator over her shoulder, she hopped onto her motorcycle. "F-Poison, where the hell are you? Alive or dead, I need to know. I have to get Sasha back!"

Her subordinate let out a heavy sigh. "Willa, how am I supposed to get back?"

no plea would bring her back. He reluctantly pulled out his phone

"What's going on?"

through was deep and charismatic, yet the tone carried a

not miss a beat. "Bro, Willa took off on her motorcycle and blew the place." "Blew it up? She's not

But I'm stranded," he complained. "I rode here on the

to ride Willa's motorcycle? Dammit, don't you dare come back.

leaving the subordinate feeling like

righteous indignation fueling his wait at

to her for Children's Day, and I haven't even ridden it yet,

airport terminal. He floored the gas pedal and pulled up at

he saw Vivienne and Percival walking arm in

the spitting image-it was no

quickly, waving as he

Vivienne paused, puzzled.

this eccentric calling

glanced back. No one else seemed to be the target of his calls-it appeared he was

that?" Vivienne

brow furrowed. "Seems like it's someone

aviators and ruffled Vivienne's

brother Maddox. And to think she expected the Perez men to be as composed as Yuri; instead, here was Maddox, channeling

gonna show you a good time," Maddox declared, any previous

confused. "Mr. Perez, why

relation to the

your grandfather? You

was momentarily taken aback before

a gift from his

Percival had several sports cars, they rarely drove

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