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.

taking his siesta, and he hadn't allowed

father's room and saw him reclining in his

the

Arthur, he quickly masked his irritation with deference

silence him, "Dad's resting.

and tiptoed back to his father's side, his hands

"Didn't you say over the phone that

was almost translucent. His lips were chapped, and his

even more frail than when he had first awakened from surgery, as if he could pass away at any moment. Arthur could only tell by the faint breathing that the old

envious and fearful of his

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

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,

that Dad got poisoned. Now, his

"Specter Healer?"

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

guarded secret within the Linklater family, a secret Dracon had sealed

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

someone search for the Specter Healer. As for Dad, a professional caregiver will be arriving in a few days to look after him.

"What?"

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 a sudden... I'm afraid Dad won't take well

long enough to rouse Yorick from

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

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