"Prince for a Tramp?"


    Elliot squinted his eyes with a smirk dancing at the corners of his mouth. "Your intellect does bring peace to my soul."


    N howled, "I don''t need your approval to know how smart I am. Your doom''s at hand with me in the picture!"


    Elliot didn''t argue, merely asked, "So, when can I expect my folks to show up?"


    "Like I''d let theme over now. They have no clue about your whereabouts. Before I blow your cover, we''ve got some scores to settle!"


    "Right," Elliot thought, impressed despite himself at N''s way of handling things.


    Little did N know a twist wasing. She turned her wrath towards Evan. "Especially you, you little brat. You broke my hand that night, didn''t you? And at the train station, you called me old and ugly, right?"


    Evan stood his ground, "That was me! What are you gonna do about it?"


    "Still got the nerve, huh? You won''t stop until you hit rock bottom! You two, get this brat under control for me! I''ll personally make sure to break his limbs and send him as a little gift to Elysia, that wretch!"


    Evan was at his breaking point. He looked at Elliot, "Brother?"


    Wasn''t it time to take action? He was fed up with this vile woman!


    Elliot, having figured out N''s n, whispered something to Evan. Evan frowned, clearly not pleased.


    "Listen to me!" Elliot insisted.


    Biting his lip, Evan obeyed and dashed into the restroom, followed by N''s bodyguard. Elliot watched N with narrowed eyes...


    Momentster, N and her bodyguard were knocked out cold.


    Evan was frustrated, "Bro, why did we have to knock them out quietly? That wretched woman got off too easy!"


    Elliot exined, "Our focus isn''t on N today. It''s on that mysterious figure lurking around. Knocking them out quietly is part of a bigger n. You''ll have your chance to vent, don''t worry. If not, I''ll create one for you."


    Though disappointed, Evan nodded. "What''s next? How do we lure out this mysterious figure?"


    Elliot didn''t answer immediately. He took N''s phone and checked her messages with Tarquin. After confirming why Tarquin was heading to the kindergarten, Elliot scoffed and pocketed the phone.


    "Daytime operations are risky, might expose our strength. Besides, that mysterious person might not show up during the day. We''ll fish them out tonight. For now, let''s soothe mom''s worries and deal with Tarquin."


    "Mom''s easy to calm, but what about that loser Tarquin?"


    "Simple. Just let him see us. Make sure to wear masks. First, we send Blossom home."


    "And the wicked woman?"


    "Leave her here. They won''t wake up anytime soon. She''ll only be useful tonight."


    "Got it!"


    Evan and Emmett didn''t grasp the full scope of Elliot''s n, but they followed his lead without question. The trio sneaked into the underground parking to find Blossom still unconscious in the car.


    Elliot called a ride to take them to Future Community.