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 he be taken down

Her brother Lancelot Martinez scolded, "That's still our father you're talking about! Can't you see what state he's in? Don't you feel any

me? If it weren't for his insistence

her gaze towards the

out of concern

brothers wouldn't even tell her, denying her

glared at her. "You're

If we delay any further, it might be too late for Dad!" Through the

arts, the high difficulty of his movements made Stellan shake his

with dark circles under his eyes, looked

blood slowly trickling from the corners of Godfrey's mouth,

biochemical weapons project and prided himself

had never seen a virus like this, one that literally

be? Who wanted to

anxious voice came from outside,

Where's the Specter Healer? Where is

the voice, his bloodshot

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

at Percival standing nearby, "he's Vivienne's husband, Percival. You should know him, Dad. Let me take Vivienne in

their retreating figures, puzzled.

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

the sick and needy if her identity

too young.

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