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.

Yasmine burst in from preschool,

wrapping her in a tight

the scene, a burst of laughter breaking on his usually

the girls released

you looking at, munchkins?" Vesper crouched

at Vesper. "I used to think Percival was the most handsome

chuckled, and Percival feigned

to Vivienne, his eyes playfully asking, 'Am I not

reassuring gaze, 'Of course

no longer cared about the girls' opinions

beside his daughters, "Girls, where does

they shouted

looks ranking, not my

"Yeah, fourth," Natalia reaffirmed.

Maddox was second, but now there's

beats

marriage. You, Uncle Fredrick, and Uncle Luke all lost on that

stay

sneezed mightily and turned up the heat

girls, Vivienne was growing

exuding a modern chic rather than tackiness. Vivienne noticed the high-quality herbal materials stitched into the shoes, designed to protect Natalia and Yasmine from mosquitoes

you like these shoes,

flowers are prettier than any Mommy has painted. Vesper, can

agreed. "Yes, please

side. "Girls,

smiled and fitted the shoes on their feet, a perfect match as if tailor-made

yours, a thank you for

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