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 chance Winston might suffer from the

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

little mouth puckered in concern, "Am I

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

returned at her

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

off towards the

up, "What's going

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

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

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

then asked about another matter, "Any progress on

down, "Soon. Mr. Wolf severely injured

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

front for years and might not have much attachment to this aunt. But if someone has been impersonating her for years, he won't let

agreed with

was evident

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

certainly afford to take care of a

felt a special connection to the

to that, they would be more than

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

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

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

riverside in

area, leaving

her heart was removed during a night jog before she

and, donning gloves, moved forward

the heart was clean and precise, likely the

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

at the nearby facilities, "Have you

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