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

was the best-case scenario, considering she

looked up at Vivienne, his little mouth puckered in concern, "Am I sick,

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

returned at her

didn't you want to pick a flower for

off towards

up, "What's going

someone from the Wright family practiced

the cheerful Winston, "Using lives as stepping

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

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

Mr. Wolf severely injured her; she won't last many

she must have had multiple identities.

her head, "Grandpa and I kept it from him. He's been at the front for years and might not have

with Sasha's

evident

do with Winston if the Wright family were

family can certainly afford to take care of

both she and Arthur felt a

they would be more than happy

received a call from Draven, "Miss, a woman's body was found in

to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, what's

towards the west side, "As long as

riverside

cordoned off the area, leaving only a small section

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

and, donning gloves, moved forward to examine the

the heart was clean and precise, likely the work of

dumped in the river to obscure the exact time of death. Given the severity

the nearby facilities, "Have you checked all the

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