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.

there was a chance Winston

This was the best-case scenario,

looked up at Vivienne, his little mouth

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

returned

didn't you want to pick a flower for your aunt?

scampered off towards the flower

then spoke up,

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

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

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

asked about another matter, "Any progress on Abigail's

severely

family for so long, she must have had multiple identities. And I can sense she's

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

with Sasha's

was evident in how he

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

certainly afford to take care

she and Arthur felt

it came to that, they would be more than happy

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

made a U-turn, heading towards the west side,

the riverside

cordoned off the area, leaving

a night jog before she was thrown into the river. We can

acknowledged him and, donning gloves, moved forward

clean and precise, likely the

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

"Have you checked all

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