Rusty was stunned speechless. He yanked his pants up and growled through his teeth, "Fine, I'm done. Damn it, Mr. Lloyd gave the order, so what else can I do?" Mikayla got a set of clothes to change into and shakily stood up, following Jerome out. Koda watched the two leave, his eyes dark and brooding. Rusty stood beside him, spitting out bitterly, "Mr. Dawson, I really don't get it… Are you the leader, or is it Andrew? While you were out cold, we got pushed around by him. Now you're awake, and you've taken over the Advanced Medical Institute, about to become the director. Why the hell does this punk from Chetvine still get to boss us around?" Koda did not say anything, but the dark look in his eyes only deepened. After a long pause, he smirked. "Rusty, don't you think Mr. Lloyd is a major contributor to my success?" Rusty reluctantly admitted, "Of course he is. Without him, we never would've pulled this off. Especially you… You wouldn't have come out on top in the end."
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