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*A few hours earlier*

The young man sat in Doctor Tony's office, his hand tapping softly on the desk. His eyes were filled with hostility as he refused to move his gaze off the older man.

"What do you mean someone did the surgery? Who in this hospital would have the courage to oppose you?" With a hint of menace in his voice, the Young Man asked.

"Don't worry, Young Master Atlas." With a carefree tone, as if he had not been the one shaking moments earlier, Doctor Tony replied, "Everything is under control and the boy will be framed for murder."

Following Doctor Tony's statement, a brief period of silence was observed between them. Atlas did not take his eyes off of Doctor Tony. He looked as though he was going to stab him in the eyes.

"Is he dead?" At last, with a glimmer of desperation in his eyes, he asked. With his eyes raised and fist clenched, he gazed at the Doctor.

"He's dead. He will not be able to withstand the bleeding," Doctor Tony assuredly retorted.

Doctor Tony thought ba
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