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.

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

attempted to detour, but was

been so long, and no

little kid, who knows if he'll make

on the ground, he's fallen so badly, and the kid's still clutching a lotus flower, probably

might be unclear, but

lilies were essentially the same, hard to distinguish from

holding a

thought of

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

forward, lifting Winston in her arms, feeding him a

you know you can't just move someone after an

with the act? Instead of rushing to

a life we're talking about, are you

him go, or

Vivienne's actions, with some even attempting to push

"Back off!"

ice-cold, her

aura, caught off guard but trying to save face, "You, you're

left the

with the onlookers

Winston's injuries were more severe than

best window to get to the hospital; otherwise, the outcome could be

herself seemed quicker than waiting for an

the

find Colin, as usual, pouring his

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

"It's not

her, "You

casually, "Bro, have

casual, "No, why do you

shrugged, "The person responsible for him came to meet said Winston vanished during his nap, and they couldn't find him

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