On the way back, Percival got a call from Leopold, saying there was a bit of a bother at the estate in the suburbs and asked him to come over.

Vivienne was behind the wheel since Percival had indulged in some wine over lunch.

She asked for directions, planning to drop him off before heading back to the Linklater estate.

Percival didn't agree; the suburbs were quite a trek from where they were, and more importantly, he had left the renovation of the place as a surprise for her. Seeing it in advance would spoil everything. In the end, Percival had Leopold come to pick him up.

Leopold showed up looking like he had battled with insomnia, dark circles and all.

He headed straight for the driver's side door, "Percival, you did this on purpose, don't think a mere record... Oh, Vivienne!"

Vivienne watched him calmly.

Leopold swallowed hard, his previously menacing demeanor deflated instantly, "Vivienne, what are you doing here? I thought it was..."

Percival, lounging in the passenger seat, squinting over, said, "And what if it was me? Planning on a quick murder?"

Leopold, "..."

Even if he harbored the thought, he lacked the guts, especially with Vivienne there. If he dared to lift a finger, Vivienne would have him turned to ash in seconds.

Leopold, with a forced chuckle, "Me? Never dare."

Vivienne, with a smirk, "Leopold, pull yourself together!"

Leopold felt a chill run down his spine.

Did Vivienne know something?

Why else would this couple speak in such a unified tone?

After dropping off Percival, Vivienne turned the car around, heading back to the Linklater estate.

As soon as Vivienne left, Leopold's demeanor changed, tossing the car keys to Percival, "You drive, I need a nap."

Percival gave him a look, "If I could drive, you wouldn't be here, would you?"

Leopold froze, "Since when are you unable to drive?"

Percival, "..."

no good deed

Meanwhile.

few hundred meters from the Linklater estate, there was a commotion at the intersection, traffic

to detour, but was

been so long, and no parent has shown up

kid, who knows

badly, and the kid's still clutching a lotus flower, probably lost by his folks." Vivienne frowned, pulling

others, it might be unclear, but she

the same, hard to distinguish

holding a

thought of

in a pool of blood, clutching a twin lotus, was

her arms, feeding him a pill before taking out

you know you can't just move someone after

Instead of

about, are

or

accusatory towards Vivienne's actions, with some

"Back off!"

ice-cold, her

aura, caught off guard but trying to save

retort left

onlookers who were all talk,

realized Winston's injuries were more severe than

buying him the best window to get to the hospital; otherwise, the outcome could be dire... Thinking this, Vivienne swiftly called Sasha, asking her

herself seemed quicker than waiting for

the

to find Colin, as usual, pouring his herbal medicine into

for so long, why won't

flatly, "It's not

her, "You needed

outside casually, "Bro, have you

his tone casual, "No, why do

vanished during his nap, and they couldn't find

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