Percival reached out and swiped a finger through the frosting, popping it directly into his mouth.

The next instant, his face contorted in agony, an expression of pain so intense it had never before graced his features.

"Is it poisoned?" Vivienne yelled out, alarm knitting her brow.

Percival waved her off, steadying himself on her knee. "It's just... incredibly bitter."

Vivienne was speechless.

"Bitter? Really?" She dared a taste herself, almost letting her lifelong love affair with strawberry shortcake plummet to rock bottom.

It was supposed to be frosting - sweet, indulgent frosting.

Why on earth was it so bitter?

A thought struck Vivienne. "Tastes like something my mom made."

Her words hung in the air, and she and Percival paused, a sudden realization dawning on them.

Slowly, they lifted their eyes to meet, and their gazes converged with silent understanding.

The cake before them indeed bore the mark of Karen's handiwork.

The pair sat in stunned silence, neither willing to voice the conclusion forming in their minds. Yet, all the strange occurrences of recent days seemed to be pointing inexorably in one direction. After a while, Vivienne shook her head. "I've never had such a terrible strawberry shortcake."

Percival unveiled a slice of strawberry shortcake he had brought and fed it to Vivienne. "Try this one; it's sweet."

A chuckle escaped Vivienne's lips, her eyes inadvertently flickering to the bitter disappointment that was the other cake.

finished the delectable shortcake, Vivienne leaned back against the couch, patting her belly. "Mr. Wolf, didn't you

presented two invitations, laying them before

a smile. "The director wants to see me? He could

the party and extended the invitation to Vivienne and Percival, they were not fooled. Vance's intention was as

was nothing but a pretext for him

anticipating her answer from the look on

course, we're going. We can't miss out on the

arrived in their finest attire

were greeting guests at the door.

so much. I've been trying to call with no luck,"

had clearly lifted Melissa's

City for a while, had my phone off," Vivienne responded

saved the girl and had not followed up, confident there was no longer a threat

"Yes, completely. But

to Carl?"

eyes welled with tears, weighed down by guilt over Carl's condition. If only she had not been so stubborn and thrown away her helmet, Carl might not have ended up

fight for his life, we managed to save him, but the doctors say he suffered

Carl was supposed to be recovering; she had performed the surgery herself,

have

didn't you inform me? Where is Carl now?"

why had the Brooks family not contacted her sooner? With timely notice, Carl would not be in this condition. Melissa tried to soothe Vivienne, "We wanted to tell

we? How can

her

Brooks family felt the same; there was

appreciate your concern, but it's hard for us to keep coming to you," Melissa said, wiping away tears, the guilt

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