Percival red at Flynn with venom in his eyes, yet his clenched fist hung suspended, unable to deliver the blow.
Asudden realization washed over him — the man before him was nothing like the uncle he remembered.
This man didn''t deserve to carry the name Flynn, didn''t deserve the family name, and certainly didn''t deserve his fury!
With a slow release, Percival let go, watching Flynn crumple to the ground like a free-falling ragdoll.
Flynn made no attempt to break his fall,ughing softly as he hit the floor, a sound as dry as autumn leaves.
No one knew what hisughter meant, nor could they guess what thoughts were twining through his mind.
Percival pulled out a handkerchief, wiped his hands clean, and, with a look of indifference, tossed it beside the fallen man. "White
Tiger, | wonder if you''ll still be so cocky without your precious ST-1."
Theughter ceased abruptly, and Flynn''s eyes, sharp as daggers, fixed on Percival.
"What do you mean by that?"
With a mockingugh, Percival said, "Exactly what | said," and turned to leave.
Flynn tried to follow, but chains bound him tightly, rendering him immobile.
All he could do was roar at the iron bars, "Hold it! rify your words, stop!"
Percival ignored the shouts and drove away.
Truth be told, his words were a mere guess, sparked by evidence brought back by Wi — a hunch that Flynn had been injecting
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And it tumed out to be urate.
What was the effect of ST-1 that even Flynn couldn''t resist using it?
Vivienne had confirmed that Flynn showed no signs of viral infection and was in perfect health.
But this mystery remained one that Vivienne could only unravel by solving ST-1''s effects.
In the hospital, Vivienne headed to herb, entrusting Karen''s care to Wi.
Karen, still in aa, required no special attention, but Wi feltpelled to stay by her side.
She wiped Karen''s palms gently, whispering, "Sasha, when will you wake up?"
She talked endlessly about their childhood memories and the days following Karen''s departure from the Perez family.
“After you left, Dad seemed lost, searching tirelessly for you. He fell sick once and never fully recovered. Sasha, if you wake up,
could you heal him?"
After that, she started massaging Karen whilementing, "There was this one time when Maddox said | trained too much and
offered a massage. But somehow, he dislocated my arm in the process. The painsted for days. Even now, | still suspect he did
it on purpose."
“I didn''t.”
Startled, Wi swung around with a swift chop, only to be stopped by a strong grip on her wrist.
"| never meant to hurt you. | was trying to help, but you resisted, and | identally hurt you."
Maddox, holding a cake, exined, "Vivienne mentioned you haven''t eaten. | brought you some cake to tide you over until
Sasha wakes up."
Wi pressed her lips and withdrew her hand. However, her stomach betrayed her with a grumble.
Maddox smiled and gave the cake to her. "Go eat it."
epting the cake, Wi began to eat in silence, not resorting to escaping this time.
"Sasha promised she''d wake up, and she always keeps her word. So, let''s not worry and just wait for her," Maddox soothed
while massaging Karen''s wrist, though concern lingered in his eyes.
Of course, how could he not be worried when his sister, who had just reunited with him, was now in aa?
Wi nodded, holding onto hope. She was certain Sasha would wake up.
After Maddox massaged Karen, he sat opposite Wi.
"Wi, when are youing back? Dad''s worried about you."
Wi remained silent.
Despite cutting contact with the Perez family for so long, she had barely found any leads. F-Poison was still atrge, the ST-1
mystery was unresolved, and even her inquiries at Scepter University had led nowhere.
She couldn''t face the Perez family without answers.
Reading her difort, Maddox lightly tapped her forehead. "We''ll find F-Poison. Don''t carry all the burden yourself. Just like
Sasha said, you need to be happy, okay?”
Wi finally spoke up, "Maddox, what is it about me that you like?"
Caught off guard, Maddox''s eyes betrayed his surprise.
"| like you... just because. There''s no reason."
Wi pressed, "| don''t understand your feelings. | feel like you shouldn''t like me. It''s strange; | see you as a brother."
Maddox''s emotions wereplex, faced with being considered a brother by the one he cared for more.
"Wi, you don''t seem ufortable with our other brothers. What''s different with me?"
This time, Wi became the one who struggled to respond. "With them, it''s just... they''re my brothers."
Finally realizing the issue, Maddox
grasped her hand earnestly. " pet silt.
To you, they are brottiers?but with
rho vou esitate because you only
want me to be your brother. That''s
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"What''s the difference exactly?"
Maddox paused, then said, "Because, in your heart, | could be more than your brother, right?"
Wi looked down, unsure how to respond.
Maddox bit back further words, a silent mantra echoing in his mind: Don''t rush. Keep your cool. Patience is key.
Wi had always been a bit of a stubborn enigma, her understanding of emotions as clear as mud—rushing her would be like
pushing a river upstream.
"Alright, let''s not think about that
now. But do me a favor, will you?
Promise me you wantetake betGgain,
okay ox''s voice was gentle, a
soft smile ying on his lips as he
gave Wi''s hand a reassuring
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Wi nodded, her resolve firm. "Then
can you promise me ale ee
Wait until’ e tracketkad nF-Poison
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"You got it," Maddox agreed, his voice warm with affection. "Your wish is mymand."