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.

Winston and Colin shared the same mother, there was

the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't entirely confident she could cure

his little mouth puckered in

Winston, you're perfectly healthy. And you'll stay that

returned

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

Winston scampered off towards the

up, "What's

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

looked at the cheerful Winston,

knows no bounds. Selfish people will find any excuse to justify

asked about another matter,

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

identities. And I can sense she's specifically targeting you." Vivienne raised an eyebrow, "Does dad know

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

with Sasha's

evident in how he

Vivienne asked Sasha what they planned to do with Winston if the Wright family were

smiled, "The Linklater family can certainly afford to take

Arthur felt a special connection

would be

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

lips as she turned to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, what's meant to come will always find

made a U-turn, heading towards the west side, "As long as she

the riverside in

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

victim. 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

him and, donning gloves, moved

heart was clean and precise, likely the work of

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

at the nearby facilities, "Have

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