At lunch, Yorick and Percival exchanged pleasantries about the relationship between their two families.

Percival listened intently, responding to each point made.

Vivienne and Sasha sat together, chatting and occasionally feeding Winston, who sat between them.

Only Arthur sat alone in the middle, ignored by both sides, struggling to join the conversation.

His face was the picture of dejection.

Catching sight of this, Vivienne couldn't help but feel a twinge of discomfort. Pretending not to care, she spoke up, "I get along just fine with Mr. Wolf, no need for you to worry."

Arthur blinked, his look of loss instantly replaced by surprise, "If he ever treats you wrong, just tell me. I'll make sure he regrets it!"

Percival choked on his drink.

They were married, and still, he couldn't let go?

Vivienne was at a loss for words.

She meant to reassure him, not to stir up trouble with Mr. Wolf!

Yorick, too, was exasperated by his son's dramatics, "Enough with the attitude. They're a couple now; you should back off and just be ready to spoil your grandkids when the time comes. That's all." Arthur, startled, turned to Vivienne in shock, "You're pregnant?"

Vivienne, "..."

She seriously doubted her intelligence had anything to do with this man.

Sasha gently tugged at Arthur's hand, whispering, "They've only been married for a few days. Why the rush? Vivienne and Percival are getting along fine. Aren't you worried you won't get to be a grandfather?" Vivienne took a deep breath, regretting her expectations.

After all, how could two different people come from the same bed?

After the meal, Percival stayed behind to chat with Yorick, while Vivienne and Sasha took Winston to the backyard.

In the garden, Vivienne seized the opportunity to check Winston's pulse.

and Colin shared the same mother, there was a chance Winston might suffer from

sigh of relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering she

his little mouth puckered in concern,

his head, "No, Winston, you're perfectly

returned

flower bed, "Winston, didn't you want to

off towards the flower

spoke up, "What's going

"It's hard to say for now, but someone from the Wright family practiced forbidden arts.

she looked at the cheerful Winston, "Using lives as stepping

lips, "Desire knows no bounds. Selfish people will find any

asked about another matter, "Any progress on

severely injured her; she won't

hid within the Linklater family for so long, she must have had multiple identities. And I can sense she's specifically targeting you." Vivienne

from him. He's been at the front for years and might not have much attachment to this aunt. But if someone has

agreed with

emphasis on family was evident

what they planned to do with

"The Linklater family can certainly afford

and Arthur felt a special

it came to that, they would be more

call from Draven, "Miss, a

up, a smirk playing on her lips as she turned to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, what's meant to come will always find its

heading towards the west side,

riverside

cordoned off the area, leaving only a small

living alone, her heart was removed during a

acknowledged him and, donning gloves, moved forward to

clean and precise, likely the work

time of death. Given the severity of her injuries, Abigail must be

at the nearby facilities, "Have you checked all the

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