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

about!

scoffed, "Pity him? Who's going to pity me? If it weren't for his insistence that I marry

at the scar on her face, her gaze towards the

out of concern

brothers wouldn't even tell her, denying her a share

her. "You're beyond

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

in martial arts, the high difficulty of his movements made

coupled with dark circles

fresh blood slowly trickling from the corners of Godfrey's mouth, his nostrils, even

family's biochemical weapons

this,

wanted to harm the Martinez family

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

Where's the Specter

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

it's her, Leopold's senior, Vivienne.

know him, Dad. Let me take Vivienne in to treat Grandpa now. Any questions, you can ask Percival."

couldn't stop his determined daughter, watching their retreating figures,

to those close

overwhelmed by the sick and needy if her identity became

looked too young. Nothing

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