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 goes

Meanwhile.

there was a commotion at

but was stopped by

it's been so long, and no

a little kid, who knows if he'll make

so badly, and the kid's still clutching a lotus flower, probably lost by

be unclear, but she

the same, hard to distinguish from afar

holding

Vivienne thought

child lying in a pool of blood, clutching a

him a pill before taking out her emergency

know you can't just move someone after

you're not a doctor, what's with the act? Instead of rushing to a hospital, you're

a life we're talking about, are

go, or we're calling the

accusatory towards Vivienne's actions, with some even attempting to push

"Back off!"

ice-cold, her

to save face, "You, you're harming a life, hurting him..." "So, you're going

retort left the

onlookers

Winston's injuries were more severe than

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

herself seemed quicker

at the

usual, pouring his herbal medicine into a

asked, "Bro, you've been well for so long, why won't you

"It's

to her, "You needed to

casually, "Bro, have you

tone casual, "No, why

said Winston vanished during his nap,

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