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.

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

a sigh of relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't

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

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

returned at her

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

scampered off towards the flower

up, "What's going

now, but someone from the Wright

cheerful Winston, "Using lives as stepping stones, utterly

knows no bounds. Selfish people will find any excuse to

then asked about another matter,

down, "Soon. Mr. Wolf severely injured her; she won't

multiple identities. And

it from him. He's been at the front for years and might not have

agreed with Sasha's

emphasis on family was evident in how he

Vivienne asked Sasha what they planned to do

Linklater family can certainly

both she and Arthur felt a special connection to

it came to that, they would be more than

their way back, Vivienne received a call from Draven, "Miss, a woman's body was found

lips as she turned to Percival, "Mr.

west side,

riverside in the

leaving only a small

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

donning gloves,

was clean and precise, likely

the exact time of death. Given

"Have you checked all the surveillance

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