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 a chance

no abnormalities in Winston, Vivienne breathed a sigh of relief. This was the

up at Vivienne, his little mouth puckered

Winston, you're perfectly

smile returned at

flower bed, "Winston, didn't you want to pick a flower for your

Winston scampered off towards the flower

spoke up, "What's

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

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

knows no bounds. Selfish people will find any excuse

Sasha then asked about another

Wolf severely injured

hid within the Linklater family for so long, she must have had multiple identities. And I

her head, "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 let

with Sasha's

family was evident in how he treated

Vivienne asked Sasha what they planned to do with

smiled, "The Linklater family can certainly afford to take care of a

she and Arthur felt

would be more than happy to keep

back, Vivienne received a call from Draven, "Miss,

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

side,

riverside

cordoned off the area, leaving

"Miss, we've identified the victim. A 29-year-old woman living alone, her heart was removed during a night jog before she was thrown

him and, donning gloves, moved forward to

heart was clean and precise, likely the

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

nearby facilities, "Have you checked all the

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