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

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

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

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

returned at her

didn't you want to pick a flower for your aunt? She loves pink

off

then spoke up, "What's going

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

at the cheerful Winston,

no bounds. Selfish people will find any

asked about another

severely injured

identities. And I can sense she's specifically targeting you." Vivienne raised

not have much attachment to this aunt. But if someone has been impersonating

agreed with

was evident in

Vivienne asked Sasha what they planned to do

certainly afford to

and Arthur felt a special

to that, they would be more than happy to

way back, Vivienne received a call from Draven, "Miss, a woman's body was found in the west side of

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

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

riverside in

had cordoned off the area, leaving only a small

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

him and, donning gloves, moved

and precise, likely the work of a

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

facilities, "Have

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