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.

was a

no abnormalities in Winston, Vivienne breathed a sigh of relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't entirely confident

Vivienne, his little mouth puckered in

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

smile returned at her

pointed towards a nearby flower bed, "Winston, didn't you want to pick a flower for your aunt? She loves pink

scampered off

up, "What's going

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

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

lips, "Desire knows no bounds. Selfish

Sasha then asked about another matter,

Mr. Wolf severely injured

identities. And I

not have much attachment to this aunt. But

with Sasha's

was evident in how he

leaving, Vivienne asked Sasha what they planned to do with Winston

smiled, "The Linklater family can certainly afford

both she and Arthur felt a special

to that, they would be more than happy

from Draven, "Miss, a

she turned to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, what's

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

riverside in

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

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

gloves,

heart was clean and

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

facilities, "Have you checked

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