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.

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

the best-case

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

Winston, you're perfectly healthy.

returned at her

a nearby flower bed, "Winston, didn't you want to pick a flower for

Winston scampered off towards

up, "What's going

her head, "It's hard to say for now, but someone

looked at the cheerful Winston, "Using lives

no bounds. Selfish people

away, Sasha then asked about another matter, "Any

down, "Soon. Mr. Wolf severely injured her; she won't last many

so long, she must have had multiple identities. And I can sense she's

at the front for years and might not have much attachment to

agreed with Sasha's

was evident in how he

do with Winston if the

"The Linklater family can certainly

both she and Arthur felt a special connection to

would be more

"Miss, a woman's body was

playing on her lips as she turned to

heading towards the west side, "As long as

riverside in

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

29-year-old woman living alone, her heart was removed during a night jog before she was thrown into the river. We can only confirm her death occurred within the

donning gloves, moved

around the heart was clean and precise, likely the work

dumped in the river to obscure the exact time of death. Given

the nearby facilities, "Have you checked all the surveillance

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