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Beau turned his head to look at his assigned assistant. Meanwhile, Ralph stood clutching his own head, staring in horror at the collapsing section of the auditorium.
Suddenly, he felt a tug on his suit jacket. As he looked down he found Beau gripping the fabric. The boy’s face was flushed red, slick with a mixture of tears and snot.
“Will Mommy… die in there?” Beau asked him again.
Ralph jumped as if he had been stepped on. He yelped, “How should I know?”
Though he’d scouted the auditorium multiple times, he never imagined the upper structure was so dilapidated that his fire would burn through the roof this quickly!
“This makes no sense!” Ralph muttered.
His research confirmed the rooftop used fireproof materials–that’s why he’d chosen it as the ignition point.
His original plan assumed the flames would die out naturally after consuming the combustibles. Now a terrifying possibility dawned on him.
The auditorium’s material reports must have been falsified Someone had clearly taken kickbacks, pocketing the fireproofing budget while installing substandard materials instead!
As Capitol’s premier elite academy, Summit Academy’s buildings should have first–class designs and materials. But precisely because of its enormous budget, the school became a golden opportunity for corruption.
Ralph’s complexion turned ghostly pale upon realizing this Sweat drenched his hair as if he’d been dunked in
water.
Inside the auditorium, Elara twisted the bobby pin forcefully until the knots finally loosened.
“Nngh! Nngh!”
Xavier desperately tried to speak but produced only strained grunts. His frustration mounted–he needed to warn Elara to leave immediately.
Having just regained consciousness inside the closet, he remained unaware of the fire until Elara opened the door. The fabric Elara had wrapped around his face filtered the smoke, making each breath slightly less searing. However, he could see Elara holding her breath, and her face was flushing crimson from the effort.
Tears streamed from Xavier’s eyes like water from a spring.
“Ugh… Ngh…”
He fought to steady himself, attempting to articulate words one syllable at a time. But his throat refused to cooperate, trapping every sound as if knives had pierced his vocal cords.
“G… Go!”
The mangled word emerged barely recognizable. Xavier’s mouth opened and closed uselessly. He wanted to tell Elara to leave him behind.
He wanted to tell her that it was okay. That even if he died here, it didn’t matter.
Though only five years old, his precocious intellect had already led him to investigate his origins. The medical
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records he’d found revealed the truth that he’d been alone have been discarded as biomedical waste.
When he was two years old, Leonard brought him to the F with curiosity, whispering among themselves while shaki exchange knowing smirks, clearly anticipating some dran
Only Elara stepped forward, opening her arms to him.
“Xav, nice to meet you! Can I give you a hug?”
“You’re Xav, and I’m Elara. Also, this is Merida–she’s you
