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.

shared the same mother, there was a chance

in Winston, Vivienne breathed a sigh of relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't entirely confident she

up at Vivienne, his little mouth puckered in concern, "Am I sick,

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

smile returned at

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

scampered off

up,

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

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

pursed her lips, "Desire knows no bounds. Selfish people

another matter,

severely

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

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

with Sasha's

emphasis on family was evident in how

do with Winston if the

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

Arthur felt a

that, they would be more than

Draven, "Miss, a woman's body was found

a smirk playing on her lips as she turned to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, what's meant to come

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

the riverside in the

area, leaving only a small

alone, her heart was removed during a night jog before she

acknowledged him and, donning gloves, moved

cut around the heart was clean and precise, likely the work of

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

at the nearby facilities, "Have you

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