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 chance Winston might suffer from the same genetic

sigh of relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't entirely confident she could

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

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

smile returned at her

you want to pick a flower for your aunt? She loves

Winston scampered off towards the

up, "What's going

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

cheerful

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

about another

Mr. Wolf severely

long, she must have had multiple identities.

from him. He's been at the front for years and might not have much attachment

agreed with Sasha's

family was evident in

do with Winston if the Wright family were

family can certainly afford to take

felt a special

came to that, they would be

from Draven, "Miss, a woman's body was found in the west side of

turned to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, what's meant to come will always find its

heading towards the west side, "As long as

riverside in

had cordoned off the area, leaving only

removed during a night jog before she was thrown into the river. We can only confirm her

and, donning gloves, moved forward to examine

cut around the heart was clean and precise,

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

the nearby facilities, "Have you checked all

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