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

father's room and saw him reclining in his

beside him, but at the

Arthur, he quickly masked his irritation with deference and approached

to silence him, "Dad's resting.

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

darkened, "Didn't you say over

was so pale it was almost translucent. His lips were chapped,

at any moment. Arthur could only tell

and fearful

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

helpless 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,

taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned. Now, his condition's been worsening day by day. I'n afraid only a Specter

"Specter Healer?"

interest, Dracon let a barely detectable smile flicker across his face, "Yes, but this person is elusive;

fact that Vivienne was the Specter Healer was a closely guarded secret within the Linklater family, a secret Dracon had sealed tightly. Arthur, known as the War God of Veridia, would surely have the means to persuade Vivienne

back and watch the two of them duke it out for his own benefit. "Arthur, I think we should take Percival into custody. He administered the poison, so he must have the antidote!" Dracon rambled

As for Dad, a professional caregiver will be arriving in a few days to look after him.

"What?"

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.

been long enough to rouse Yorick from his

Dracon with an inscrutable look, "I agree with your brother. You

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