Vivienne and Percival exchanged a glance, a mutual skepticism reflected in their eyes.

Was it any wonder that Griffin and Leopold seemed to have such chemistry? Godfrey was sick, and their first instinct was to shoot a video and snap pictures?

How had the Martinez family not throttled them yet?

But alas, Vivienne hadn't managed to watch the video.

Before she could even click play, her phone-juiced up from Leopold's car charger-began to buzz.

Brody's voice came through the call, tinged with utter despair, "Specter Healer! Where on earth did you get that medicine? She's been hopping around her room for half an hour! It took a heavy-duty sedative to knock her out, and she's still hopping in her sleep! My spotless lab is a mess now!"

Brian's laughter boomed, "Hahaha, Vivienne, where did you score that prank potion? That woman, she's like a marionette straight out of a movie, absolutely hilarious!"

At the Martinez Mansion.

Griffin's parents, Stellan and Penelope, stood guard outside the patriarch's room.

To better observe Godfrey, they had gouged a peephole into the solid wooden door. The Martinez family circled around it, three layers deep.

They peered inside at Godfrey with a mix of emotions as if viewing a rare specimen.

"When's Griffin getting back? If he keeps this up, he'll bleed out."

Stellan was practically glued to the peephole, almost sticking his head through.

His wife, Penelope, stood shoulder-to-shoulder with him, mirroring his posture, her face etched with worry. "Who could have snuck into our home undetected in the middle of the night?"

renowned master among the noble families. How

our father you're talking about! Can't you

for his insistence that I marry

at the scar on her face, her gaze towards the room was filled

out

died, her brothers wouldn't even tell her, denying

at her. "You're

Stellan, the eldest, couldn't take the bickering any longer and shouted, "What's with all the fighting? Lancelot, call Griffin. See where they are. If we delay any further, it might be too late for Dad!" Through the peephole, they saw Godfrey hopping around just as Griffin had described to Vivienne,

arts, the high difficulty of his movements

with dark circles under his eyes, looked especially

from the corners of Godfrey's mouth, his nostrils, even

was frantic! He had been in charge of the Martinez family's biochemical weapons project and prided himself on his comprehensive understanding of

virus like this, one that literally made a

to

Griffin's urgent and anxious voice came from outside, "Vivienne's

back! Where's the Specter Healer? Where is

of the voice, his bloodshot eyes darting around, "Griffin, where's the Specter Healer

tugging at Vivienne's wrist, said, "Dad, it's her, Leopold's senior,

nearby, "he's Vivienne's husband, Percival. You should know him, Dad. Let me take Vivienne in to treat Grandpa now. Any questions, you can ask Percival." Percival trailed behind with a twitch of his lips, "Mr.

figures, puzzled. "Mr. Ellington, your wife

those close to

this was Vivienne's own doing to avoid being overwhelmed by the sick and

young. Nothing like

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