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?"

innocent, "You were the one who said you weren't at

off guard, Finnian quickly changed the subject, "I, I just had to rush back to the Emerald Monastery for something urgent. What do

point, "About that story you told me last

"Just that?"

I'll see if I can find any ancient tomes about

hanging up, Vivienne looked out the window, seemingly unaffected by the

back to

Rivenwood. Emerald Mountain is just a

an eyebrow, "So, this

he's throwing a tantrum. All this fuss over an agarwood

Heavenly-Snow Lotus you got for master

just say it spoiled while waiting for him

Percival, "..."

and disciple, they sure

ran into Cecilia, who had come to

had no objections

gifts were

the table full of herbal packages for

The silence was deafening.

naturally fell

Mr. Wolf's face visibly

sigh, Percival pulled Cecilia towards the balcony, "Mom, take this

awkwardly smiled at Vivienne

she tugged at her son, "Take what away? Vivienne is too polite to say, but you think you have a say in this? I went through a lot of trouble to get

Percival, "..."

look like he needs

silent, Cecilia felt embarrassed,

it's not effective, it can't

she couldn't just watch

the future prosperity of the Ellington family rests on you. How can you succeed if you don't take care

"Pfft!"

taken a

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

hastily shook her head, "Just choked on

balcony door wasn't quite closed, that must be

Wolf. She'd definitely

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