“Mother…” Wallace muttered in horror the moment he sighed his mother whose body had almost turned dark within a few hours of the attack. Yet, he knew he had to do everything to save her just for the sake of the Old Wallace. “Wallace…. I told you not to bother…” she said, holding him warmly as she coughed slightly, knowing fully well that her soul was almost slipping off her body. Wallace however walked away from her, hurriedly mixing the herbs with water. Just as he was done, he hurriedly forced her to drink it. He knew how much of a miracle it was for her to stay alive up till that moment even though he could not identify the actual poison. “There's something important I need to let you know,” she said after a while. “Those debt collectors that came the other day still have head bosses. In fact, they are still coming…” She muttered while Wallace smiled. He could see that even though she was no longer a Primordial Spirit-Mother, the herbs recognized the body and kind of sharpene

Yemeni's face fell completely flat. He secretly gritted his teeth in humiliation, realizing just how much of a fool he had made of himself. The throbbing pain in his shattered jaw from the robot's physical blows was nothing compared to the pain of being laughed at by Becca.Turning away from her pathetic brother, Becca looked down at Wallace, her expression softening into a warm smile. “My sincere apologies for whatever you just had to witness, Wallace. How about you come inside so we can talk?”Wallace nodded and followed her into the mansion, secretly wondering if this young lady had already forgotten how chaotic their very last encounter had been.As they walked into the living room, Wallace cleared his throat. “Becca, about what just happened to your brother, I…”“Oh, please!” She dismissed his concern with a wave of her hand as she sank into the nearest couch. “You know how much I despise him. That leech is nothing but trouble. If it weren't for the sudden bottleneck I hit durin