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

Meanwhile.

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

detour, but was stopped by voices

thing, it's been so long, and no parent has

little kid, who knows

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

it might be unclear,

the same, hard to distinguish from afar for the

child holding

thought

through the crowd, the child lying in a pool of blood, clutching

him

just move someone after an accident,

with the act? Instead of rushing to a hospital, you're doing

a life we're talking about, are you even

or we're calling

grew increasingly accusatory towards Vivienne's actions, with some

"Back off!"

ice-cold, her demeanor

forward was taken aback by Vivienne's aura, caught off guard but trying to save face, "You,

retort left the

onlookers who were all talk, no

Winston's injuries were more

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

there herself seemed quicker than waiting

at the

in to find Colin, as usual, pouring

for so long, why won't you

responded flatly, "It's

to her, "You needed to see

gestured outside casually, "Bro,

tone casual,

him came to meet said Winston vanished

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