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 might suffer

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

at Vivienne, his little mouth

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

returned at her

didn't you want to pick a flower

Winston scampered off towards the flower

then spoke up, "What's going

now, but someone from the

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

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

another

Mr. Wolf severely

she must have had multiple identities. And I

not have much attachment to

agreed with Sasha's

was evident in how

they planned to do with Winston if the Wright family were

family can certainly afford

she and Arthur felt a special connection to

to that, they would be more than

a call from Draven, "Miss,

as she turned to Percival, "Mr. Wolf,

the west side, "As long as

the riverside in

and his team had cordoned off the area, leaving only a small section

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 occurred within the

donning gloves,

the heart was clean and precise, likely

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

at the nearby facilities, "Have you

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