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.

the same mother, there was a chance Winston might suffer

relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't entirely confident

mouth puckered in concern,

his head, "No, Winston, you're perfectly

smile returned at her

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

off

spoke up, "What's

her head, "It's hard to say for now, but someone from the Wright family practiced forbidden arts. Winston is

cheerful Winston, "Using lives

pursed her lips, "Desire knows no bounds. Selfish

away, Sasha then asked about another matter,

"Soon. Mr. Wolf severely injured her; she

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

kept it from him. He's been at the front for years and might not have much attachment to this aunt. But

agreed with Sasha's

was evident

to do

family can certainly afford to

felt a special connection

they would be more than happy

Vivienne received a call from Draven, "Miss, a woman's body

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

west side, "As

the riverside in the

and his team had cordoned off the area, leaving only

woman living alone, her heart was removed during a night jog before she was thrown into the river. We

acknowledged him and, donning gloves, moved forward

the heart was clean and precise, likely

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

at the nearby facilities, "Have you checked all the

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