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Charlus looked around. He saw many people who were in similar conditions - all looking starved and barely awake. One of them, an old man saw Charlus take out the guards.

"Sir... are you here to save us? Or are you..."

Charlus sighed.. He was becoming too much of a story. He put his scythe back and took out a knife. He then cut the lock open with his sheer strength.

The door to the cage opened and the old man stumbled out. Charlus caught him.

Charlus took out a bottle of water and gave it to the old man. He waited for the old man to finish the bottle of water. Once he was able to stand properly, Charlus asked him a question.

"Say, did you see a boy, a teenager? He's supposed to be black-haired. He's sickly?" Charlus described his target from what Lucie told him. The old man sighed listening to all this.

"I am very sorry. But I don't know anyone in this place. We were not able to go outside. But I will help you search." The old man went in one direction. Charlus sighed and looked around. He quickly fastened his pace. He started observing everyone.

It took him only a few minutes to find Lucie's brother.

[James Graham Lvl 4]

Charlus sighed at the pitiful state of the boy. He looked like a withered tree, devoid of any nutrition. The boy looked up at Charlus.

Charlus offered the boy a bottle of water. The boy took it and took small sips from it. Charlus also handed a packet of Cheetos. Not the best food to give a starving person but Charlus only had biscuits.

Charlus then started unlocking the cages around him. He did it quickly and saw that the old man was still looking for James.

"No need sir. I already found the boy. But thank you for helping me." He quickly opened another cage and the old man stopped him.

"But sir, why do you unlock the cages like this?" The old man asked him.

Charlus looked with confusion.

The old man took out a key chain.

"The security guards had key chains with them." The old man showed Charlus the keys. Charlus sighed. What was he going through all this fucking work for?

Charlus let the old man unlock some cages while he continued slashing the locks. It was more effective and faster. He was on a time crunch.

Once everyone was out of the cages and round up, Charlus addressed the problem at hand.

"So I am going to call the police if that's okay with you." Charlus looked at the other victims. Everyone was sitting on the ground.

Everyone agreed. Charlus took a guard's phone out and called the police. Once everything was done, he finally got to the main problem.

"Why the fuck is every sick and old guy in LA here?" Every single person there was very unhealthy and Charlus was starting to get unnerved. Why was this place a hospital without doctors? Someone was gonna die in here.

"They are taking us batch by batch. Some researchers. They are going to a facility several kilometres away. I think it's the abandoned mental hospital." One person pitched up.

"And how do you know this?" Charlus asked the man who was speaking.

"I overheard the guards. They don't care if we know anything. I think they are planning to kill us." The man was quivering.

"Well, you all are saved. Enjoy the rest of your lives."

Charlus said this and then disappeared. He didn't forget to take James with him. James was unconscious - he was very sick. Charlus took him to Denise's mansion.

All in all, the whole trip took only 2 hours. It was very quick and Charlus expected that no one would be awake at the Denise mansion. Charlus put James in a wheelchair he borrowed from a hospital on the way.

Charlus saw that there was a passcode to enter the mansion. He sighed. He was about to enter through other means when he saw someone come out of the mansion. It was Denise.

"Hey, Denise!" Charlus waved at Denise. Denise quickly came to open the gate for Charlus.

"I am sorry but I didn't mean to leave in such an abrupt fashion. I had some very important work -"

Charlus saw the sad look in Denise's eyes. "Did something happen?" He asked Denise.

Denise looked away. "It's nothing. Just a minor trouble."

Charlus sighed. He rolled the unconscious James into the mansion walking alongside Denise.

"Trust me, there aren't a lot of problems that a twenty-year-old can have that I can't help with."

Denise might be a movie actress but she was pretty young. She looked like she was 18, but she was 20. Denise sighed.

"I have this guy who is after me. I want to say no but he is very irritating and he is connected to my father's companies so I can't forcefully reject him without causing a little problem to my father."

Charlus smiled. "So do you need to deal with this in the near future? Like a Gala or something?"

Denise nodded.

"Then the solution is actually simple. Take me with you to this Gala. I can spare the time and the guy can't go after a taken woman, right?"

Denise shook her head while they entered the hall in the mansion.

"It's going to be very difficult on you. I can't let you do that. He is very petty and will take his revenge on you."

Charlus laughed. "Trust me, he can't kill me. I am pretty confident."

Charlus quickly took the boy to Lucie's room.

"Who is the boy, by the way?" Denise asked Charlus.

"Oh, this guy? He's Lucie's brother."

Charlus threw the guy onto Lucie's bed from his wheelchair.

Charlus wished Lucie who was waking up due to the object thrown at her.

"Advanced Happy Birthday."

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