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.

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

This was the best-case scenario, considering she

at Vivienne, his little mouth

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

smile returned

you want to pick a flower for

off towards the flower

then spoke up,

shook her head, "It's hard to say for now, but someone

at the cheerful Winston, "Using lives as

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

asked about another matter, "Any progress

Wolf severely injured her; she won't

identities. And I can sense she's specifically

"Grandpa and I kept it from him. He's been at the front for years and might not have much attachment to this aunt. But if someone has been impersonating her for years, he won't

agreed with Sasha's

was evident

Sasha what they planned to do with Winston if

Linklater family can certainly afford to take care of a

both she and Arthur felt a special connection to the

that, they would be more than

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

playing on her lips as she turned to Percival,

the west side, "As

the riverside in the

leaving

alone, her heart was removed during a night jog before she

gloves, moved forward to examine

around the heart was clean and

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

"Have you

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