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.

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

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

mouth puckered in concern, "Am I

Winston, you're perfectly

returned

you want to pick a flower for your aunt? She

Winston scampered off towards the flower

up,

now, but someone from the

she looked at the cheerful Winston, "Using

no bounds. Selfish people will

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

down, "Soon. Mr. Wolf severely injured her;

nodded, "Having hid within the Linklater family for so long, she must have had multiple identities. And I can sense she's specifically targeting you."

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

agreed with Sasha's

emphasis on family was evident in how

to do with Winston if

"The Linklater family can certainly afford to take care

felt a special connection to the

they would be

"Miss, a woman's body was found in the

hung up, a smirk playing on her lips as she turned to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, what's

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

riverside

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

alone, her heart was removed during a night jog before

gloves, moved forward to examine

the heart was clean and

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

facilities, "Have you checked

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