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?"

the one who said you weren't at the Perez's, so I can only give it

had to rush

point, "About that story you told

"Just that?"

I'll see if I can find any ancient

out the window, seemingly

went back to the

chuckled, "He hasn't even left Rivenwood. Emerald

an eyebrow,

fuss over

Lotus you got for master

spoiled

Percival, "..."

disciple, they sure talk

they coincidentally ran into Cecilia, who had come to visit with

objections to her

gifts were indeed quite

the table full of herbal packages for strengthening tonic

The silence was deafening.

gaze naturally

Wolf's

Percival pulled Cecilia towards the balcony, "Mom, take this away.

awkwardly smiled at

too polite to say, but you think you have

Percival, "..."

look like he

felt embarrassed, as men have

if it's not effective, it

as a mother, she couldn't just

future prosperity of the Ellington family rests on you. How can you succeed if you don't take care of your body? Listen to your mom, try a course

"Pfft!"

a sip

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

hastily shook her head, "Just

overhearing; the balcony door

Ellingtons would bring such a "consequence" to Mr. Wolf. She'd definitely be more careful with her words in the future. Wondering if it was too late

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255