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.

his siesta, and he hadn't

pushed open the door to his father's room

but at the sound of the door, he looked

he quickly masked his irritation with deference and approached quietly,

raised his hand to silence

he nodded respectfully and tiptoed back to his father's side, his hands fidgeting

darkened, "Didn't you say over the

almost translucent. His lips were chapped, and his once full cheeks

at any moment. Arthur could only tell by the faint breathing that the

was both envious and fearful of his elder

to keep things from you. It's Dad; he didn't want to distract you or Hector from your

you ask me, Dad's just been too soft on 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

Dracon raised his eyes to gauge Arthur's unreadable reaction, he continued, "It was after taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned. Now, his condition's been worsening day by day. I'n afraid only a Specter Healer

"Specter Healer?"

face, "Yes, but this person is elusive; not just anyone

a secret Dracon had sealed tightly. Arthur, known as the War God of Veridia, would surely have the means to persuade Vivienne

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

a professional caregiver

"What?"

family. I've never made anyone proud. All my sisters have their achievements, and I'm the only one who's fallen

long enough to rouse Yorick from his

over Dracon with an inscrutable look, "I agree with your brother. You

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