Griffin fretted that Percival might actually break Leopold in two, so she quickly wheeled his chair away from the scene. Percival glanced in the direction the pair had escaped.

"Fine," he thought, "Someday I'll show 'em some old-school roughhousing!"

"Mr. Wolf, any luck running into Kenneth?" Vivienne strolled up and asked.

Suddenly inspired, she considered creating a new fragrance, a companion to the "Old Man" scent-calling it "Old Ruffian".

Percival nodded. "Yeah, he looked pretty down, not even watching where he was going."

"Ah, to be young again." Karen chuckled.

After a brief discussion outside the ward about Dracon and Gillian's situation, the group was about to head out for a meal when Karen's cell phone rang. It was Willa Perez.

Ever since Karen had returned to the Perez family, Willa had been conspicuously absent.

Karen had tried to reach out a few times, but Willa's obsession ran deep; she wanted to track down F-Poison before returning to the Perez family.

Karen respected that. Willa had her own path to follow.

The unexpected message from Willa now piqued Karen's curiosity.

The text contained a photo of a university gate abroad.

That very university was where Flynn had studied overseas-the same place F-Poison had once been.

Karen took a deep breath. "Willa's on to F-Poison's trail. Hopefully, she digs up some leads."

In Scepter Country, Willa stared at the university's gate and strode through with determination.

The campus was alive with the vigor of youth.

student, regardless of gender, wore bright smiles

black leather jacket, walked across the field, her attire clashing with the sundresses and t-shirts around

the freedom of college fashion spared her any undue

intrigued by Willa's

the signals around her, and headed straight for a war

in memory of a

world, the monument bore inscriptions in multiple languages, followed by

flowers still lay at the base, a silent

scanned the names and found the one

known

it had lain hidden here for so long, commemorated

Shameless!

her eyes betraying scorn, anger, and a complex

understand how someone so full

Who was her mother?

the purpose behind her

conscienceless monster truly love his

Willa was baffled.

of her existence in this

treasures, and the

And her?

there was anything

creator's

fists clenched as she stared

sun warmed her jacket, but it couldn't match the heat in her

someone you knew?" A voice came from

turned to see an older man dressed as a gardener,

It's best that you're not," the man said as he arranged the flowers neatly and wiped the dust from the monument. It was unclear if he was speaking to

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