Mr. Atticus gasped for breath, sweat dripping heavily from his forehead as he red daggers at Flora and Connor. How dare they! How dare they treat him like this! Without him, how would they cure the poison?


    "Talk, or don''t you?" Connor''s patience was running thin, a cold glint in his dark eyes, his voice hoarse and menacing, like a tidal wave crashing towards Mr. Atticus.


    "It wasn''t me. What do you want me to say?" Mr. Atticus tried to keep his fear at bay, gritting his teeth. His disciples were still here; if he showed weakness now, he''d lose all authority. Connor''s eyes narrowed, and he coldly spat out, "Break his legs."


    "Wait...!" Mr. Atticus was genuinely terrified now. He had no doubt Connor meant every word—he would really cripple him!


    Swallowing hard, his voice trembling, he said, "You''re wasting your time with me. You should be checking on Crimson! If you''re toote, you might not even find a body!"


    Flora''s expression changed at the mention of ''Crimson.'' "What have you done to her?"


    Mr. Atticus smirked, pleased with her reaction. He knew Crimson was important to them. He felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. "Why don''t you go see for yourselves? But you''d better hurry, or else..."


    His words were cut off by a scream. Before he could finish, Flora''s foot came crashing down on his chest with tremendous force! The power behind it was astonishing!


    Mr. Atticus was knocked to the ground, coughing up blood, staring up in agony at the girl towering over him.


    "Atticus, listen to me," Flora''s eyes were icy cold, the corners of her eyes filled with a destructive madness, "If anything happens to Crimson, I swear, I''ll make the entire medical organization pay with their lives!"


    With that, Flora turned and sprinted towards the mansion!


    ...


    Outside the mansion, the forces had returned, angrier than ever, ready to break in if the door stayed shut. Several employees of Club 257 were already injured. "Open the door."


    Inside, watching the chaotic scene on the surveince video, Crimson took a deep breath and said, "Someone has to step up and take charge."


    The executives stood by her, protecting her, ready to prevent any potential riot from the various forces.


    As they left the room, Crimson''s phone on the table started vibrating intensely!


    "You people from Club 257 have caused this mess, and you''re still hiding like cowards?"


    Outside the mansion, thest bit of restraint in the various forces was quickly fading. They were still wary of Club 257, so they hadn''t gone all out yet, but if Club 257 pushed them too far, they were ready to do anything.


    "Let''s just storm in! Grab Crimson and make her apologize to Mr. Atticus!"


    "Everyone, calm down a bit. Club 257 is probably a victim too; they must be trying to find a solution..."


    "I can''t stay calm! If they don''te out soon, I''m breaking the door down!"


    A man roared, his eyes bloodshot, the pain tormenting him for hours, driving him nearly insane!


    As he was about to kick the door, it opened from the inside. Led by Crimson, all the high-level executives of 257 walked out slowly.


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