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 hadn't allowed anyone

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

him, but at the sound

seeing Arthur, he quickly masked his irritation

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

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

darkened, "Didn't you say over the phone that Dad's

sunlight, Yorick's complexion was so pale it was almost translucent. His lips were

away at any moment. Arthur could only tell by the faint breathing that the old man was

both envious and fearful of his elder

Dracon's forehead. "Arthur, I didn't mean to keep things from you. It's Dad; he didn't

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 would marry such

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 can save

"Specter Healer?"

but this person is elusive; not just anyone can find them. I'm just worried... I'm worried that Dad

Linklater family, a secret Dracon had sealed tightly.

might not be so amenable. It was the perfect scenario for Dracon to sit back and watch the two

a professional caregiver will be arriving in

"What?"

know I'm the black sheep of the family. I've never 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 do. Bringing in a stranger all

conversation had been long enough to

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

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