The Million-Dollar Heart

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.

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

in Winston, Vivienne breathed a sigh of relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't entirely confident she

little mouth puckered in concern, "Am

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

smile returned at her

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

scampered off towards the flower

then spoke up, "What's going

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

cheerful Winston, "Using lives as stepping stones, utterly

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

about another matter, "Any

severely injured

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

the front for years and might not have much attachment to this aunt.

agreed with Sasha's

evident in how

Sasha what they planned to do with Winston if the Wright family

Linklater family can certainly afford

Arthur felt a special connection to the

it came to that, they would be more than happy

from Draven, "Miss,

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

towards the west side, "As long as she appears, she'll show

riverside

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

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

acknowledged him and, donning gloves, moved forward to examine

was clean and precise,

body was dumped in the river to obscure the exact time of death. Given the severity of her injuries, Abigail must

facilities, "Have you checked all the surveillance