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 allowed

room and saw him

him, but at the sound of the door, he looked

his irritation with deference and

to silence

impatience, but he nodded respectfully and tiptoed back to his

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

translucent. His lips were chapped, and his once

from surgery, as if he could pass away at any moment. Arthur could only tell by the

both envious and fearful

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

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, only

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

"Specter Healer?"

is elusive; not just anyone can find them. I'm just worried... I'm

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

was the perfect scenario for Dracon to sit back and watch the two of them duke it out for his

Specter Healer. As for Dad, a professional caregiver will be arriving in a few days to look after him. You can take

"What?"

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

had been long enough to rouse Yorick

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

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