Ansel watched as Clara tried breaking free from the guards grip.The guards' actions were swift and merciless, their hands closing around Clara's wrists with a grip of iron.She struggled against their relentless grasp, but to no avail as her legs flailed helplessly, her body pulled along the floor in a futile attempt to resist.As the door swung shut behind the guards, a contemplative silence descended upon the room. Atticus turned his thoughts inward, deliberating over how best to salvage the evening and ease the tension."As compensation for the unfortunate incident that has ruined your day, I will have fresh dishes prepared for you. Please feel free to order anything you desire, as your meal will be my gift," he stated, his expression conveying a sense of genuine regret.As Atticus turned to face Angelina, his posture shifted to one of supplication, his tone remorseful. "Please accept my deepest apologies, ma'am. I am disappointed that such an event occurred on my premises. As a
Ansel returned to Castillo mansion in the middle of the afternoon, the sun still high in the sky.His expectation of being greeted by the usual sight of his housekeeper was disrupted by the presence of two unfamiliar women. The women wore white gowns that reached just above their knees, the elegant simplicity of the garments accentuating their figures.Their attention snapped to Ansel as he entered the room, prompting them to abandon their current tasks and approach him with haste.Ansel answered their greetings briefly, it was the first time he was seeing them in the Castillo mansion.He entered his room and dropped the herbs on the ground gently before walking to the bathroom.Splashing some water on his face, he breathed out in relief.He had informed Atticus of his plans to join them in their mission.In return, Atticus pledged to support Ansel in arranging a spectacular celebration for grandfather Kian and further assured Ansel that he would be present at the occasion. Now that
"Oh, this is serious," Ansel feigned concern, his voice dripping with dramatic overtones as he squatted down next to the old woman. "Let me take a closer look, dear grandmother. But be warned, the healing process may cause a great deal of pain." It wasn't swollen which only meant she was completely fine. They had been in the traffic for what he assumed to be three minutes. If her knees were indeed broken then he would be able to see a broken or dislocated joint. She had none of the symptoms and Ansel was able to see through her lies. However, He decided to play along. This woman was probably one of those people who scammed innocent strangers of their money. The old woman's facade of weakness melted away as her mask of irritation and entitlement slipped into place. She spat out her words with venom, her eyes sharp as blades as she glared at Ansel. "Keep your hands to yourself, boy! I will not accept treatment from the likes of you. And don't think for a moment that I can't tell
The old woman stopped her shouting as the taxi driver suddenly revved his engine.She was surprised, as she had not expected the driver to start the car while she was still yelling."Stop the car! You're trying to kill me!" The old woman shouted as she looked around for help. People quickly moved away from her and her granddaughter, not wanting to get involved in the situation.She continued to yell, but her pleas fell on deaf ears as the crowd dispersed, leaving her and her granddaughter alone in the midst of the commotion.When her granddaughter saw the car move with speed, she couldn't afford to lose her life and so she moved out of the way as fast as she could.As the street filled with smoke, the crowd grew increasingly worried that the old woman had been hit by the taxi.Fearful whispers circulated through the crowd, as onlookers wondered what had happened to the woman and whether she had been seriously injured, or worse.Just as the smoke began to dissipate, a remarkable sight
Inside a private building in another city.Ansel stood facing a large screen with a man about the same age as him. The two of them stared at the screen with intense concentration, their eyes fixed on the display. The two men shared a furrowed brow and their faces creased with concern and attention. Sebastian's face fell into a deep frown as he turned to Ansel, his voice heavy with concern. "Your sister has a unique illness that's not been seen in anyone else in the world. And the government won't lift a finger to help since it's not widespread. It's maddening! They will treat her like her illness doesn't matter if they get to find out." Sebastian let out a long breath after as he delved deeper into the digital files before them. "There was a similar case thirty years ago. It was called 'the sickness of the unknown,' and the person died from it. So there's a chance that your sister's condition could be more fatal than we think. This is alarming, Ansel.”Ansel took a closer look at t
The hours ticked by as Ansel and Sebastian worked tirelessly, but to no avail. Their experiments yielded no positive results and the two began to lose hope. Ansel and Sebastian lost all sense of time.Then, out of nowhere, Sebastian's voice broke the silence, exclaiming loudly.Ansel who was sitting on the floor turned to look at him with a confused expression.He immediately became alert when he saw the joy on Sebastian's face.Hurriedly, he stood up from the floor and looked at Sebastian expectantly.Ansel straightened his back, his confusion replaced with a glimmer of hope as he asked, "Did you manage to create a successful vaccine?" Though the news was indeed positive, Sebastian's mischievous side couldn't resist a bit of playful teasing. He played it cool, keeping his expression stoic as he waited for Ansel's curiosity to reach a boiling point.After trying his best to create a vaccine, he was finally able to create one that didn't precipitate like the rest of the vaccines.Hi
Ansel carried Thora with the utmost delicacy into her room, her small hands gripping his shirt as if her very life depended on it. He placed her on the bed with great care.Ansel could see the fatigue etched into Thora's features and so he decided against waking her, allowing her to restAs he covered her with a soft blanket, Thora stirred briefly, her small hands pushing the blanket aside in a sleepy, yet rebellious gesture.He chuckled at her stubbornness and then tried to cover her for the second time."I feel very hot. I don't...want it " She said in a whisper while yanking the blanket off again. Her eyes half closed as she stared at the towering figure.Ansel wasn't going to let her sleep without covering herself properly.If he didn't cover her with the blanket then she would catch a cold.And so, Ansel grabbed the blanket and made sure to wrap her up properly this time.Just as Ansel was about to walk to the door, he caught sight of Thora yanking the blanket away.Ansel was ab
While they were on their way to the Castillo group Thora informed Ansel about the party she attended.Though she didn't think of it as suspicious, she wondered why Ansel was saying she was drugged.She had only drank water and nothing else so how could that be possible?The couple soon reached the Castillo group and Thora bid Ansel a casual farewell before heading off to her office.Ansel, on the other hand, made his way towards the medical department, his footsteps clicking on the ground as he pushed the door open. Smith, who was busy chatting with some of the new doctors, immediately paused his conversation.His eyes widening in amazement, he ran to meet Ansel."You are indeed the magic doctor." Smith pulled Ansel in for a brotherly hug, he was beyond shocked to see Ansel in one piece.He had assumed that Ansel would be in a wheelchair but he was looking more healthier than the sick patients in the medical department.Smith's heart burst with joy and for a second, he forgot that th