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.

mother, there was a chance Winston might suffer from the

relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering

at Vivienne, his little mouth puckered in concern,

you're perfectly healthy.

returned at her

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

scampered off

up,

say for now, but someone from the Wright family practiced forbidden arts.

as she looked at the cheerful Winston, "Using lives as stepping

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

another matter, "Any progress on

Wolf severely injured her; she

had multiple identities. And I can sense she's specifically targeting you." Vivienne raised an eyebrow,

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

with

evident

Vivienne asked Sasha what they planned to do with Winston if the Wright

"The Linklater family can certainly afford to

felt a

would

a call from Draven, "Miss,

on her lips as she turned to

made a U-turn, heading towards the west side, "As long as she

the riverside in

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

Draven reported, "Miss, we've identified the victim. A 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

and, donning gloves, moved forward to

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

time of death. Given the

glanced at the nearby facilities, "Have you checked

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