Kendrick waved a dismissive hand, "I know my own body." His illness was terminal, beyond the


    reach of any cure, and he had long since abandoned any hope.


    Corrin sighed, "Won''t you even give it a try?"


    Kendrick''s condition was peculiar; when it red up, the pain was excruciating. Such torment could


    break even the strongest youth before long.


    "No need," Kendrick chuckled, "I''ve lived a full life, and death is natural for all of us."


    Though he said this, who doesn''t cling to life? Especially since he only had onest important wish


    unfulfilled.


    The air hung heavy with sighs of disappointment.


    Soon enough, the ne touched down at Capital Airport.


    Corrin helped Kendrick off the ne.


    "Mr. Wright." A deep male voice called from behind.


    Kendrick looked back and saw a man in his thirties, his features sharp and his presence


    commanding, despite his youth. Could this be the fifth child of the Christensen family


    Even though Kendrick had only met Sherman once, the young man''s exceptional reputation made


    him stand out in Capital City; no one of the younger generation could match him.


    "Mr. Christensen," Kendrick paused and looked up.


    Sherman twirled a silver cross on his fingers as he said, "You tter me, sir. I''m just Sherman to


    you."


    Kendrick nodded with a hint of admiration, "Modesty doesn''t suit you. You''ve earned the title, Mr.


    Christensen."


    Sherman had made a name for himself at a young age, and now, the Christensen family''s influence


    cast a long shadow over Luxphinia. His status and prestige were undeniable.


    After exchanging pleasantries, and once Kendrick had moved on, Daniel approached Sherman, his


    voice tinged with mncholy, "Rumors were swirling about Kendrick''s grave illness, but I never


    thought they were true until now."


    He continued, "It looks like our family is headed for a change!"


    Kendrick''s condition was dire; even to the medically untrained eye it was clear his days were


    numbered.


    The Wright family was a leading name among Capital City''s elite.


    Kendrick, a legend in his own time, now faced the twilight of his life. And many were eagerly


    awaiting his fall.


    Sherman didn''t respond, his eyes drifting over the crowd to two young women.


    One was d in a beige puffer jacket, talking to a girl beside her.


    The girl wore a camel coat, unbuttoned to reveal slender legs, and a khaki t cap that cast a


    shadow over her features, leaving only her fair chin visible.


    Though her face was concealed, her aura was undeniable, making her the inadvertent centerpiece


    of the bustling crowd.


    Daniel, scanning the crowd, eximed in surprise, "Isn''t thatAnthea? Sherman, let''s go say hello!"


    Sherman nodded slightly and began to walk over.


    "Anthea?"


    At the mention, Anthea looked up, revealing an unadorned yet breathtakingly beautiful face.


    "Genius, it is you!" Daniel was excited to see it was really Anthea.


    Anthea gave a slight smile and greeted them, "Mr. Robinson, Mr. Christensen."


    Sherman nodded in return, "Ms. Yeager."


    Daniel continued, "What brings you to Capital City, Prodigy? Oh, and who might this be?"


    Anthea replied sinctly, "Just some business in the city. This is my good friend, Sarah. Sarah, this


    is Mr. Christensen, and this is Mr. Robinson."


    Sarah was already taken aback by Daniel alone. And standing beside him was Sherman, an


    imposing figure whose natural dominance made the very air seem heavy.


    ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Sarah stuttered nervously, "Hello, nice to meet both of you."


    Anthea, however, remained unflustered, her expression serene and undisturbed.