Alex strolled into the gate, holding a bag of breakfast biscuits. He had gone out to train early in the morning and decided to get some breakfast afterward.

He didn’t expect to come back to a bright red coffin at his doorstep, let alone meeting Spark and the others.

His tone was calm, yet his gaze extremely chilling.

‘Who the heck would just send a coffin to someone’s doorstep when there wasn’t a funeral, to begin with?’

“Son!” Brittany rushed to Alex and hugged him tightly as soon as she saw him. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and she just couldn’t hold them in anymore.

Before Alex came back, she had been truly terrified by the news.

Brittany was emotionally fragile at this point. She just couldn’t bear losing another loved one.

“Mom, what’s wrong? Am I not standing here in front of you, alive and well? I was just worried that you’d be stressed out from making breakfast every day. That’s why I got some for us.” Alex smiled.

On the other hand, Spark and the others just couldn’