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

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

Vivienne, his little mouth puckered in concern, "Am

head, "No, Winston, you're

smile returned at

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

off towards

then spoke up, "What's

but someone from the Wright family practiced forbidden arts. Winston is his

gaze darkened as she looked at the cheerful Winston,

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

then asked about another matter,

"Soon. Mr. Wolf severely injured her;

multiple identities.

at the front for years and might not have much

with

was evident in how

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

smiled, "The Linklater family can certainly afford to take

felt a special connection

that, they would be more than happy

from Draven, "Miss,

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

side, "As long as

riverside in the

cordoned off the area, leaving only a small section open near the first

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

donning gloves, moved forward to examine

heart was clean and precise,

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

facilities, "Have you checked

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