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

to his father's room and saw him reclining in his rocking chair, eyes closed in

the sound of

Arthur, he quickly masked his

hand to silence him,

impatience, but he nodded respectfully and tiptoed back

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

was so pale it was almost translucent. His lips

away at any moment. Arthur could

both envious and

from you. It's Dad; he didn't want to distract

regret. "If 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 into ruin soon after. I've heard rumors that she wasn't exactly innocent in that debacle. If Percival would marry such a

was after taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned. Now, his condition's

"Specter Healer?"

but this person is elusive; not just

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

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

eyes flashed imperceptibly, "I will have someone search for the Specter Healer. As for Dad, a professional caregiver will be arriving in a

"What?"

sisters have their achievements, and I'm the only one who's fallen short. But I've been with

enough to rouse Yorick from

over Dracon with an inscrutable look, "I agree with your

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