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CHARLES, despite the fear he was feeling, was able to call for help as he saw his son being critically injured while the blood didn’t stop flowing on his head.
His people brought him to the Remington Medical Center, and Charles couldn’t stop from shaking as August was placed on the stretcher. He was afraid that August would also leave him… Like Clementine.
“Sir August!” Maxine called, gasping in shock when he saw August being unconscious. “Are you okay, sir?” she asked when her gaze moved onto Charles.
“I-I’m fine…” answered Charles, slightly stammering as he could see the horrible past in August’s situation right now. “Do everything to save my son!”
“We will, Sir,” Ma
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