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.

that Winston and Colin shared the same mother, there was a chance Winston

no abnormalities in Winston, Vivienne breathed a sigh of relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't entirely confident she

at Vivienne, his little mouth puckered in concern, "Am I sick,

head, "No, Winston, you're perfectly healthy. And you'll stay

returned

you want to pick

Winston scampered off

up, "What's

but someone from the Wright family practiced forbidden arts. Winston is

looked at the cheerful Winston, "Using lives as stepping stones, utterly

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

another matter, "Any progress

Mr. Wolf severely injured her; she won't last many

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

the front for years and might not have much attachment to this aunt. But if someone has been impersonating her for years, he

with Sasha's

emphasis on family was evident in how

what they planned to do with

family can certainly

felt a

that, they would be

Vivienne received a call from Draven, "Miss,

on her lips as she turned to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, what's meant to

side, "As long as she appears, she'll

riverside

team had cordoned off the area, leaving only a small section open near

"Miss, we've identified the victim. A 29-year-old woman living alone, her heart was removed during a night jog before she was thrown into the

and, donning gloves,

the heart was clean and precise, likely

the river to obscure the exact time of death. Given the severity of her injuries, Abigail must be

"Have you

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