Percival found a fedora and a pair of sunglasses amidst a pile of men's clothing.

To the average Joe, these items might seem like mere accessories.

But for a man capable of disguising himself without detection, they were overkill.

He pointed them out to Vivienne.

At first, Vivienne was taken aback, but she quickly caught on to Mr. Wolf's implication and scoffed, "She thinks these items are worthless to us, little did she know we'd uncover her Achilles' heel."

The hat, the sunglasses, and this basement.

It all confirmed one thing.

Abigail, severely injured, was photophobic.

Hence, whether it was her hiding spots or the timing of her attacks on solitary women, they all had to be in the dark.

Vivienne stood up to leave, "Looks like I need to have another chat with the old man."

On her way, Vivienne took out her cell phone and called Finnian, only to be immediately hung up on.

Raising an eyebrow, she tried again.

Still hung up.

With a smirk, she decided against calling again and sent a text instead, "I'm on my way to the Perez's, will be there in twenty minutes."

Two seconds later, her phone rang.

Finnian's voice came through, feigning indifference, "Who said I'm at the Perez's? I'm not their nanny. Just because the kids got better doesn't mean I can't go back to my own place!" "You little brat, you just want to see me, but you're out of luck."

Vivienne laughed, her tone nonchalant, "Is that so? I just got a wild Heavenly-Snow Lotus, thought I'd let the master take a look. But if you're not there, then forget it."

Finnian snorted, "Don't try to fool me with that, I don't believe it.”

Vivienne calmly replied, "Suit yourself. It's useless to me anyway. Might as well give it to grandpa Perez for his tea."

"You..."

Finnian was clearly irritated, "You're wasting such a treasure on that old man's tea, are you trying to kill me?"

played innocent, "You were the one who said you weren't at the Perez's, so I can only

to rush back to the Emerald Monastery for something urgent. What do

to the point, "About that story you told me last time,

"Just that?"

I'll see if I can find any ancient

looked out the

asked, "Master went back to

Rivenwood.

eyebrow,

over an agarwood bracelet, the old man is

"...What about the Heavenly-Snow Lotus you got for master

say it spoiled while waiting for him and

Percival, "..."

and disciple,

ran into Cecilia, who had come to visit

had no objections to

gifts were

the table full of

The silence was deafening.

gaze naturally fell

expected, Mr. Wolf's face visibly

the balcony, "Mom, take this

awkwardly smiled at

too polite to say, but you think you

Percival, "..."

like he needs

felt embarrassed,

if it's not effective, it can't

a mother, she couldn't just watch her newlywed daughter-in-law

clear when we came, the future prosperity of the Ellington family rests on you. How can you succeed if you don't take

"Pfft!"

had just taken a sip of water, spat it

Isolde, who was watching TV, jumped, "Vivienne,

her head,

fault for overhearing; the balcony door

that an offhand remark at the Ellingtons would bring such a "consequence" to Mr. Wolf. She'd definitely be more careful with her words in the future. Wondering

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