Vivienne nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that the entity within Jasper had a consciousness after all.

Gracefully setting the cup down, Vesper continued to instruct Vivienne, “Make sure you visit your grandfather on the ninth of every month. Take note of every pulse, remember it, and record it. Find the pattern. If you want to rid Jasper of this thing entirely, it will take a considerable amount of time.”

"I understand. Thank you for your guidance, Mr. Linklater," Vivienne replied with a polite nod, though her eyes betrayed a flicker of determination.

Percival approached with his smartphone in hand. “Would you mind if we exchanged contact details, Mr. Linklater? In case anything else happens with Jasper, we could reach you promptly."

"I do mind," Vesper curtly refused, his aloof demeanor mirroring Vivienne's when they first met.

Unperturbed, Percival simply said, "I just wish to be able to reach out for help when necessary."

"Your fiancée is more than capable. The title of Specter Healer isn't just for show," Vesper said, nodding towards Vivienne with a hint of pride.

Vivienne blinked in surprise. "You know of me?"

"Of course. We're both in the medical field. Who hasn't heard of the Specter Healer?"

"Compared to you, my achievements are modest. I insist, please, could you share a way to contact you?" Vivienne did not want to miss the opportunity to connect with this enigmatic figure.

Vesper remained steadfast in his refusal. "My consultancy fees are steep, Mr. Perez. Make sure the payment is transferred to my account. Here's my account number."

Yuri accepted the card with both hands. "Of course."

Vivienne and Percival exchanged a look, realizing Vesper had no intention of leaving any trace behind.

Upon examining the card, Vivienne found nothing but Vesper's name. No leads.

This man was definitely more than he seemed.

then, Natalia and Yasmine burst in from preschool,

chorused, wrapping her in a

scene, a burst of laughter breaking on his

released Vivienne and sidled up to

you looking at, munchkins?" Vesper crouched

used to think Percival

and Percival feigned

eyes playfully asking, 'Am I not the most

responded with a reassuring gaze,

about the girls'

beside his daughters, "Girls, where does

they shouted

we're talking about looks ranking, not my

"Yeah, fourth," Natalia reaffirmed.

second, but now there's

Uncle Maddox beats

men devalue after marriage. You, Uncle

"Maddox, stay away from

Sea City, Maddox sneezed mightily and turned up the

the playful girls, Vivienne was

intricately made shoes from his bag. They were handcrafted with gold laces, exuding a modern chic rather than tackiness. Vivienne noticed

shoes, Natalia,

prettier than any Mommy has painted. Vesper, can

"Yes, please teach

from the side. "Girls, mind

shoes on their

yours, a thank you for your

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