The Million-Dollar Heart

Seeing the whole spectacle unfolding, Cordelia nearly burst into laughter, quickly covering her mouth and shooting Dorian a significant look that screamed, "You better spill the beans!" She then hurried off to the kitchen to whip up some dinner.

And of course, she didn't miss the opportunity to snap a photo and send it to Vivienne.

At that moment, Vivienne was racing back from another location, having just discovered another female victim.

Like the others, her heart had been gruesomely removed.

And again, she was a young woman.

The message made Vivienne's lips twitch involuntarily. Turning to Leopold, who was driving, she commanded, "Forget going back to the Linklaters'. Head to the Brooks' place."

Without missing a beat, Leopold made a quick U-turn, his compliance shining through. "Sure thing. And I've been craving some of Cordelia's cooking. Moving that body was a real workout." Thomas, sitting quietly beside them, couldn't help but wonder, "Are these two even related?"

Percival, wrapping his arm around Vivienne's waist, asked softly, "What's going on?"

Struggling to explain the bizarre situation, Vivienne simply handed her phone over to him.

Percival's brow twitched in disbelief before he chuckled, "Now, that's something you don't see every day."

He then added with a smirk, "Seems like your dad's really putting in the effort."

Vivienne knew exactly why Arthur was at the Brooks' place, which only added to her frustration. "I just hope he doesn't scare Dorian or Cordelia. Especially Dorian. He's not exactly the bravest."

An hour later.

Dorian, overwhelmed by Arthur, who had meticulously noted down even the casual conversations he had with Vivienne, started to believe Arthur's genuine interest in learning.

But the intensity of this War God's enthusiasm was more than Dorian could handle.

Now, he just wanted to escape.

Vivienne was his only hope.

Just as Dorian was about to text her for rescue, Arthur's voice cut through again.

"Mr. Hawthorn, when you said Vivienne doesn't like being hugged, what kind of hug were you referring to?"

Dorian was speechless.

When Cordelia entered from the kitchen, she found Dorian sending her desperate SOS signals with his eyes. She chose to ignore them.

come all this way to learn, and for Vivienne's sake, they couldn't just send him

have dinner first? We can always take

standing up, hesitated. "I really should be getting back to

in his tracks. "What's that incredible smell? What kind of cuisine is

instant, laughed. "It's not any specific cuisine. Just some homemade

all it took to keep Arthur

and soy milk.

his beloved daughter eating out of the

himself inching back to the dining

Linklater, Vivienne

"Deal!"

only watch in

god so hard to

she caught Arthur, all seriousness, learning the art of perfect pasta from

earnestness in his voice, you'd think they were strategizing a major battle

the scene

his domesticated demeanor, made even Dorian, sitting opposite him, look more like a cutthroat professional by comparison.

half-expecting another change of plans.

glance, Percival stepped

curiosity warring with

but past experiences with this couple had taught him to be wary.

unceremoniously dragged him back in. "I

cut short by a familiar

"Vivienne!"

his fingers, Leopold's jaw dropped. "War...

are you doing

ignoring him, made a beeline for Vivienne, his eyes lighting up. "My precious girl, you're here!

could only shake her head at her

were you planning to

responded, "Of course not. If I dared stay out overnight, your mom would be here with a knife in twenty minutes. You know I

to witness any more of their

Dorian and Cordelia were waiting, hoping she'd stay

had to

already

the whole Linklater family would be in

Cordelia, it's too late tonight. I'll come by another