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.

he

pushed open the door to his father's room and saw him reclining

but at the sound of the door,

quickly masked his irritation with deference

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

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

gaze landed on his father, his eyes darkened, "Didn't you say over the phone that Dad's recovery

pale it was almost translucent.

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 was still clinging

envious and fearful of his elder

you. It's Dad; he

she was finally acknowledged by the Brooks family, only to see them

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

"Specter Healer?"

is elusive; not

Vivienne was the Specter Healer was a closely guarded secret within the Linklater family, a secret Dracon had sealed tightly. Arthur, known as the War God

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

eyes flashed imperceptibly, "I will have someone search for the Specter Healer. As for Dad, a professional caregiver will be arriving in a few days to look after him. You can take some time

"What?"

black sheep of the family. I've never made anyone proud. All my sisters have their achievements, and

enough to rouse Yorick from his

swept over Dracon with an inscrutable look, "I agree with your brother. You need a break; go rest

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