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.

siesta, and he hadn't allowed

his father's room and saw him reclining in his rocking

the sound of the door, he

Arthur, he quickly masked his irritation with deference

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

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

his eyes darkened, "Didn't you say over the phone that Dad's recovery was going well? This doesn't look right to

translucent. His lips were chapped,

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 both envious and fearful

didn't mean to keep things from you. It's Dad; he

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

that Dad got poisoned. Now, his condition's been worsening day by day. I'n afraid only

"Specter Healer?"

is elusive; not just anyone can find them. I'm just worried... I'm worried that

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

It was the perfect scenario for Dracon to sit back and watch the two of them duke it out for

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

"What?"

difficult to deceive but had not expected to be sidelined, "Arthur, don't you trust me? I 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 of a sudden... I'm afraid Dad won't

been long enough to rouse Yorick from his

eyes swept over Dracon with an inscrutable look, "I agree

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