Vivienne muttered under her breath, "Where is he?"

The audacity of someone to mess with the Martinez family; who gave them such guts?

Percival, seeing right through Vivienne's thoughts, picked out a matching jacket from the closet and handed it to her, "At the hospital. Thomas is with him; it shouldn't be anything serious."

Glancing outside at the breaking dawn, Vivienne found herself more speechless about Percival than about Leopold, the troublemaker.

At the hospital...

Leopold was lying in the hospital bed, swathed in bandages from head to toe, looking like a mummy. Only his eyes were visible, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Thomas, standing by with a mix of disdain and admiration, asked, "Leopold, I've got to hand it to you. Did you really think you could take on the Martinez family all by yourself? Are you brave or just brainless?" Leopold managed a stiff glare in response.

What do you know?

It was all for love.

He wasn't about to waste his breath on someone who couldn't understand.

Thomas didn't need a second to catch the subtext, snorting, "Have some dignity, man. If only you had acknowledged Griffin before today, you wouldn't be in this mess, almost beaten to death by the Martinez family."

Leopold was speechless.

Really? Rubbing salt in the wound now?

When Vivienne and Percival arrived, Leopold was tilting his head, enduring Thomas's lecture.

He was furious, yet unable to escape.

After all, he hadn't dared to let his family know about the incident, resorting to calling Thomas instead.

Thomas greeted the newcomers with respect, "Percival, ma'am."

Vivienne nodded slightly and approached Leopold.

eyes were clear; he seemed

Not dead, at least.

he was on the verge of tears, his voice

Thomas instead, "Have the Martinez family's weapons malfunctioned? How is he still jumping around?" Leopold was

misunderstanding about "jumping

savage, even for

even sparing her

all his years of keen observation were for naught. Despite his hoarse voice, he desperately pleaded

took their private justice on him, and now his voice is gone too?"

wall, blaming the

Leopold was mortified.

they were pointing out

realizing only Leopold could land himself in such a

chase, "Who from the Martinez family let you

meek, "Mr. Martinez. He said he was showing respect to my grandfather

a knowing look with Percival.

was still hope for

"Your uncle is on his

Them?

eyes widened in

his dad was

them

Martinez family's place. The whole of Rivenwood knew

kid, is he trying to disgrace the Sterling family completely? I'll

slow down. Let me handle

This was bad!

the curtains, only to realize his legs were still sticking out,

a cast for his broken bones, advising against any movement. How did Leopold manage to

in, his eyes instantly locking onto Leopold's failed attempt to

now? You've really grown wings, sneaking into the Martinez family's territory

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