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 hadn't allowed anyone to

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

but at the sound of the

quickly masked his irritation with deference and approached quietly,

silence

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

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

pale it was almost translucent. His lips were chapped, and his once full cheeks were now

away at any moment. Arthur

was both envious and fearful of

probing, sweat beaded on Dracon's forehead. "Arthur, I didn't mean to keep things from you. It's Dad; he didn't want to distract

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

was after taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad

"Specter Healer?"

across his face, "Yes, but this person is elusive; not just anyone can find them.

Dracon had sealed tightly. Arthur, known as the War God of Veridia, would surely have the means to

Dracon to sit back and watch the two of them duke it out for his own benefit. "Arthur, I think we

will have someone search for the Specter Healer. As for Dad, a professional caregiver will

"What?"

"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

enough to rouse Yorick from

look, "I agree with your brother. You need a break; go rest for a

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