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

was the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't entirely

mouth puckered in

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

returned at

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

Winston scampered off towards the flower

up,

now, but someone

gaze darkened as she looked at the cheerful

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

another

"Soon. Mr. Wolf severely injured

the Linklater family for so long, she must have had multiple identities. And I can sense

from him. He's been at the front for years and might not have much attachment to this aunt. But if someone has been impersonating

agreed with

was evident in

to do with

family can certainly afford to

she and Arthur felt a special connection

would be

received a call from Draven, "Miss,

up, a smirk playing on her lips as she turned to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, what's meant to come will always

U-turn, heading towards the west side, "As

the riverside in the

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

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 last

acknowledged him and, donning gloves, moved forward to examine the

around the heart was clean and precise, likely the

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

at the nearby facilities, "Have you checked all the surveillance

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