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

room and saw him reclining in his rocking chair,

but at the sound

quickly masked his irritation

hand to silence

eyes flickered with impatience, but he nodded respectfully and tiptoed back to

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

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

could pass away at any moment. Arthur could only tell by the faint

envious and fearful of

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 from your work, so he told me not to tell

on inside someone's head. And his wife, she was finally acknowledged by the Brooks

gauge Arthur's unreadable reaction, he continued, "It was after taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned. Now, his

"Specter Healer?"

face, "Yes, but this person is elusive; not just anyone can find them. I'm just worried... I'm worried that Dad might not

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

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

Healer. As for Dad, a professional caregiver will be arriving in a few

"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

to rouse Yorick

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

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