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?"

noble families. How could

talking about! Can't you see

weren't for his insistence that I marry

at the scar on her face, her gaze

wasn't here out of concern for

he died, her brothers wouldn't even tell

at her. "You're

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

trained in martial arts, the high difficulty of his movements

with dark circles under his

the corners of Godfrey's

in charge of the Martinez family's biochemical weapons project and prided

like this, one that literally made a

could it be? Who wanted to

Griffin's urgent and anxious voice came

you're back! Where's the Specter Healer? Where is

the sound of the voice, his bloodshot eyes darting

said, "Dad, it's her, Leopold's senior, Vivienne. She's

Percival standing 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

his determined daughter, watching their retreating figures, puzzled. "Mr. Ellington, your

the Specter Healer was known only to those close to her; it was a

the sick and

looked too young. Nothing like

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