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.

he hadn't allowed

room and saw him reclining in his

him, but at the sound of the door, he

Arthur, he quickly masked his irritation with deference and approached quietly,

his hand to silence him,

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

his father, his eyes darkened, "Didn't you say over the phone

was almost translucent. His lips were chapped, and

he could pass away at any moment. Arthur could only tell by the faint breathing that the old man was still

envious and fearful of

didn't mean to keep things from you. It's Dad; he didn't want to distract

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, only to see them fall into ruin soon after.

Arthur's unreadable reaction, he continued, "It was after taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned. Now, his condition's been worsening day

"Specter Healer?"

face, "Yes, but this person is elusive; not just anyone can find

within the Linklater family, a secret Dracon had

so 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 should take Percival into custody. He administered the poison, so he must have the antidote!" Dracon rambled

a professional caregiver will be arriving in a few days to look after him.

"What?"

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

conversation had been long enough to rouse Yorick from his deep

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

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