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.

siesta, and he hadn't allowed anyone

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

the sound of the door, he looked

his irritation with

hand to silence him,

nodded respectfully and tiptoed back to his father's side,

eyes darkened, "Didn't you say over the phone that Dad's recovery was going well? This

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

as if he could pass away at any moment. Arthur

both envious and fearful of his

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 you or Hector from

inside someone's head. And his wife, she was finally acknowledged by the Brooks family, only to see them fall

after taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned. Now, his condition's been worsening day by day.

"Specter Healer?"

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

Dracon had sealed tightly. Arthur, known as the

the two of them duke it out for his own benefit. "Arthur, I

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

"What?"

have their achievements, and I'm the only one who's

enough to rouse Yorick from his deep

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

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