Walter scratched his itchy chin, his voice tinged with hesitation, "Miss, maybe we should just head back."

Vivienne, that woman was sharp as a tack.

Even if she hadn't sniffed out the oddities, Percival surely would have.

Walter couldn't fathom what Victoria was thinking.

To just drop Kaitlyn off at the suburban mall and then drag herself here to suffer - it was like setting herself up to be stood up.

As Walter silently grumbled, he dared not voice his true thoughts aloud.

Victoria was running out of patience.

It was getting late into the afternoon, and still, no one had shown up, which led her to bellow in frustration, "Looks like we've got no choice but to go with plan B. We're not waiting any longer! Let's get out of here and deal with Vivienne later!"

The next day, at the Linklater residence.

Arthur had been tied up with business at the Vanguard Agency, and it was a rare moment for him to be home.

and he hadn't allowed

door to his father's room and saw him reclining in his rocking chair, eyes

was seated beside him, but at the sound of the

Arthur, he quickly masked his irritation with deference and

raised his hand to silence him, "Dad's resting. Keep

and tiptoed

his father, his eyes darkened, "Didn't you say over

complexion was so pale it was almost translucent. His lips were chapped, and

than when he had first awakened from surgery, as if he could pass away at any moment. Arthur could only tell by the faint breathing that the old man

and fearful of his

beaded on Dracon's forehead. "Arthur, I didn't mean to keep things from you. It's Dad; he didn't want to distract you or Hector

Percival. He thinks the guy wouldn't hurt him, but you never can tell what's going on inside someone's head. And his wife, she was finally acknowledged by the Brooks family, only to see them fall into ruin soon after. I've heard rumors that she wasn't exactly innocent in that debacle. If Percival

the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned.

"Specter Healer?"

is elusive; not just anyone can find them. I'm just worried... I'm worried that Dad might not last until

secret within the Linklater family, a secret Dracon had sealed tightly. Arthur, known as the

Dracon knew that if Arthur tried to strong-arm her, Vivienne might not be so amenable. It was the perfect scenario for Dracon to sit back and watch the two of them duke it out for his own benefit. "Arthur, I think we should take Percival into custody. He administered the poison, so he must have the antidote!" Dracon rambled

caregiver will be arriving

"What?"

made anyone proud. All my sisters have their achievements, and I'm the only one who's fallen short. But I've been with Dad for years. No one knows his condition better than I

enough to rouse Yorick from his deep

his cloudy eyes swept over Dracon with an inscrutable look, "I agree with your brother. You need

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