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?"

them, Godfrey's only daughter, Audrey Martinez, snorted, "That's not all. Dad was once a renowned master among the noble families. How could he

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

me? If it weren't for his insistence that I marry into the Grimshaws,

scar on her face, her gaze towards the room was

out of concern

that if he died, her brothers wouldn't even tell her, denying

glared at her.

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

in martial arts, the high difficulty of his movements made

coupled with dark circles

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

biochemical weapons project and prided himself on his comprehensive

never seen a virus like this, one that literally made a

wanted to

urgent and anxious

the

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

at Vivienne's wrist, said, "Dad, it's

husband, Percival. You should know him, Dad. Let me take Vivienne in to treat Grandpa now. Any questions,

watching their retreating figures, puzzled. "Mr. Ellington, your wife

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

and

looked too young. Nothing like the

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