Percival and Vivienne communicated through their eyes, unaware of the world around them. It was as if singletons Thomas and Leopold didn't exist.

Listening to Mara's tearful saga, Cecilia's face was a portrait of utter confusion. "What do you mean Vivienne killed Huxley?"

She pushed Mara away. "Are you out of your mind? If Vivienne really wanted Huxley dead, why would she bring him back in broad daylight for all to see? She could've just left him to rot in M State, couldn't she?"

Mara was choked up, disbelieving. "But I saw Huxley there..."

Cecilia rolled her eyes. "Are you sure it was Huxley? I saw the guy sprinting out of here not half an hour ago. You're not suggesting that in the past thirty minutes, Vivienne murdered him and then paraded his body just to show off? What do you think she is, brainless like you?"

After a verbal barrage that left Mara speechless, it became clear that Cecilia, who was typically distant and cold to her, had surprisingly come to the defense.

Onlookers Vivienne and Percival, accustomed to Cecilia's clean but sharp tongue, were the first to react. "Thomas, Leopold, lock down the city and find Huxley!" Vivienne, not one to sit idle, texted Draven; [Draven, take a team and scour the city for Huxley. If you find him, bring him to Ellington Manor.]

It seemed that the heavens were conspiring to keep Vivienne busy. Just when she thought she could enjoy a couple of days of freedom, trouble was brewing anew.

Clueless about their plan but sensing urgency in Vivienne's demeanor, Cecilia asked, "What's up? Has Huxley done something stupid again?"

Thomas couldn't help but comment, "That 'again' is spot on."

sent a synthetic replica of Huxley to the hospital, aiming to harm my mother.

"What are you implying?!"

staircase, inwardly cursed Huxley's failure to

up

Huxley's as timid as a mouse; how could he possibly harm your mother? Plus, with the medicine you gave me

raised an eyebrow, deftly pulling Vivienne's hand away from Mara's grip. "We can't be sure about

"What?" Mara was bewildered.

your importance. Your life might not mean much to

"This has to be a setup! Vivienne, you're

was the murderer. If they did, her days within the Ellington family

Boyd, so

doesn't need your

a shadowy, unnamed corner of the city, Huxley was frantically yelling into the phone. "They've captured the synthetic! What's the deal with your operation? Why did Willa come back early?" Whatever the person on the other end

chilling, reassured him, "Don't worry, I have faith in you.

call ended abruptly, and Huxley, snapping out of his frenzied state, felt

Damn it all!

the end, they refused to

the Grimshaw family; they couldn't even handle Vivienne's aunt, Willa. Some power players they

that woman and her

What now?

and that woman had more tricks up her sleeve than a Vegas magician. What would

he saw on the security feed, he felt a chill run down

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