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

stairs alone, Arthur pushed open the door to his father's room and saw him reclining in his rocking

seated beside him, but at the

Arthur, he quickly masked his irritation

raised his hand to silence him,

tiptoed back

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

pale it was almost translucent. His

more frail than when he had first awakened from surgery, as if he could pass away at any moment. Arthur could only tell

and fearful of his elder

It's Dad; he didn't want to distract you or Hector from your work, so he told me not to

going on inside someone's head. And his wife, she was

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

"Specter Healer?"

flicker across his face, "Yes, but this person is elusive; not just anyone can find them. I'm just worried...

within the Linklater family, a secret Dracon had sealed tightly. Arthur, known as the War God of

the two of them duke it out for his own benefit. "Arthur, I think we should take Percival into custody. He

for Dad, a professional caregiver will be

"What?"

to be 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

had been long enough to

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

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