Warren was looking for Nocturne?
Shanley heard it too and glanced down at Juniper. If he remembered correctly, one of Juniper’s many aliases was the renowned miracle doctor, “Nocturne.”
“Let’s go,” Juniper said with a yawn, taking the initiative to grasp Shanley’s hand. Her expression was suddenly much more relaxed.
...
“What’s the situation?” Warren asked, frustrated and helpless as he watched the leader of Sigma Network leave. He had no choice but to focus on the matter of Nocturne.
“A few days ago, Nocturne’s private account became very active on major medical websites and in underground markets,” the subordinate replied respectfully. “It seems he’s searching for something important, most likely a rare herb.”
“If he’s active, it means he’s still alive.” A faint smile appeared on Warren’s face. “It means there’s a chance for Celine to get better.”
He had been worried that Nocturne’s long silence meant he had passed away. Now, there was hope!
“Contact him,” Warren ordered as he started walking back. “Whatever he wants, Liberty Island can provide.”
People, money, power… whatever he had, he would give without hesitation. Whatever he didn’t have, he would find, buy, or steal.
—
At Cloudscape Community.
Juniper was leaning over her desk, on a video call with Ebony Fox.
“The recruits you trained are all top-notch, just as I’d expect,” Ebony Fox said, looking vibrant and full of energy in her trainer’s uniform. You’d never guess she was sick.
Juniper knew it was just the medication. Once this month’s dose wore off, her health would decline rapidly.
With that thought, Juniper logged out of her email and signed into her “Nocturne” account. As expected, she found a message from Liberty Island in her inbox, requesting a consultation.
She opened a chat window, and a message came through instantly, stating that they would meet any demand if she would just take the case. She typed back her reply: [Three days. Liberty Island.]
—
On Liberty Island, Warren was ecstatic to hear that Nocturne had accepted the case.
“Honey, why are you so happy?” Celine, still puttering with her plants and flowers, blinked up at the beaming man.
“Because you’re going to get better soon,” Warren said, crouching in front of her. He gently stroked her beautiful cheek. “Celine, I want you to be able to live like a normal person.”
“A normal person?” Celine murmured the words, shaking her head, not quite understanding. “Honey, let’s go eat cake.”

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