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.

there was a

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

at Vivienne, his little mouth puckered in

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

smile returned

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

Winston scampered off towards

spoke up, "What's going

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

at the cheerful

"Desire knows no bounds. Selfish people will find any excuse to justify

Sasha then asked about another matter, "Any progress on Abigail's

"Soon. Mr. Wolf severely injured her; she

multiple identities. And I can

been at the front for years and might not have much

with

was evident in how he treated

planned to do with Winston if the Wright family

family can certainly afford

both she and Arthur felt a

would

Draven, "Miss, a

smirk playing on her lips as she turned to Percival,

towards the west side, "As long as

riverside in

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

during a night jog

donning gloves, moved forward

cut around the heart was clean and precise, likely the work

of death. Given

"Have you checked

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