Chapter 1062

Josefina let out a laugh, a mix of disbelief and a hint of irony in her voice. Just then, Percy walked in, catching the end of their heartfelt conversation. He tried to stay composed, offering a polite smile. "Logan's organs are slowly failing."

Josefina jumped up, her eyes wide with shock, even though she'd tried to prepare herself for the news. It was hard to wrap her head around it. When she first met Logan, he reminded her of a scruffy little puppy, abandoned and hurt, tugging at her heartstrings. Accepting this reality was unbearable.

Sensing her turmoil, Oliver wrapped his arm around her shoulders, offering her some comfort.

"Is there anything we can do? What if we dig up the original experiment reports? Maybe those folks have made some progress by now?" Josefina asked, her voice tinged with desperation.

Percy sighed, shaking his head slightly. "Even if they have, it would just mean more inhumane experiments. We're not going to find any real data easily."

A heavy silence filled the room as Josefina fell quiet, lost in her thoughts.

When Logan woke up, the sterile smell of disinfectant hit him, and he wrinkled his nose in distaste.

“Logan, you're awake," Josefina said softly.

Logan sat up, seeing his mentor's familiar face, then glanced over at Oliver. His mood soured almost instantly. What was this guy doing here again?

"He heard you fainted and came to check on you. He even brought a box full of snacks,” Josefina gestured toward the box on the floor. "All your favorites.”

Skeptical but curious, Logan climbed out of bed and rummaged through the box, a satisfied grin spreading across his face.

“Thanks, didn't expect you to be so thoughtful. Not bad," he admitted, albeit grudgingly.

Oliver chuckled, “I appreciate the compliment."

"Logan, do you know Makiko?" Josefina asked.

Logan paused, setting aside the bag of chips, and settled back onto the bed. His cheeks were gaunt, as if he hadn't had a decent meal in ages, evoking a sense of vulnerability.

"I don't know her," Logan replied flatly.

Josefina and Oliver exchanged glances, concern etched on their faces.

Josefina's expression turned serious. "Then why did you throw the slop, Logan? Don't lie to me. I don't like deceitful children."

"Honestly, don't know her," Logan insisted. just.... I just saw her and felt this irrational dislike. I dont want to see her and she doesnt like you either. Her smile's so fake.

Josefina ruffled his hair affectionately. “Logan, you're sharp. You picked up on that,

huh? Just what I'd expect from my student."

Logan blushed with pride.

"Go on, dig into the snacks. Take what you like, they're all yours," Josefina encouraged.

"Awesome!" Logan exclaimed, eagerly diving back into the treats.

In a low voice, Josefina murmured to Oliver, "If Logan's saying this, there must be some truth to it."

Oliver nodded, his gaze thoughtful. “She doesn't like you but keeps coming around, just to rile herself up."

Josefina stood up, determination in her step. "We need to visit the old house, talk to Grandpa."

“I'll go with you,” Oliver offered, taking her hand as they left the hospital together.

...

Brandon, having heard the news, felt

a knot tighten in his stomach. Cote was his son, and Logan was his granddaughter-in-law's apprentice. How was he supposed to navigate this tangled web of family loyalties?

Makiko sat nearby, dabbing at her eyes with a tissue, looking every bit the picture of distressed innocence.

Cole spoke up, "Dad, it's just a minor

incident. Neither Makiko nor I were

hurt. Let's just drop it. Logan's

Josefina's student, and we can't hold a grudge against someone so young."

Brandon exhaled, relieved at the ease of resolution. "Cole, I'll have a word with Josie, get the full story."

Just as he was about to stand, Josefina walked in. “Grandpa, I'm here."