Yorick finally stepped down from his position, a move that those in the know understood didn't come with any hidden agendas. His concern was purely for Vivienne.

"If even a legacy as storied as the ancient knights can't handle her, this person must be extremely cunning. When you and Percival deal with her, always have an exit strategy. Don't go head-to-head unless absolutely necessary. Your safety comes first."

Yorick's words, filled with genuine concern, resonated deeply.

Hearing Grandpa Joe speak so seriously was rare, warming Vivienne's heart. "I will, Grandpa."

Yorick smiled, satisfied, and said no more.

In his old age, he found that fame and fortune were fleeting.

Being able to see his family thrive, even hoping to meet his great-grandchildren, made him more content than anything else could.

Life had treated him kindly.

He had everything he could wish for.

When Percival returned, Vivienne was at the center of a family 'care' session.

Seeing Mr. Wolf back, Vivienne was more eager to leave than anyone. At this moment, all she wanted was to get away.

A father knows his daughter. Arthur, snapping back to reality, was even more dramatic than she had anticipated. Unlike her mother's calm demeanor, her father seemed to have switched roles, hitting all her sore spots with his words.

If not for the respect for the elders, she would have preferred a good old-fashioned brawl over enduring his nagging.

Percival arrived, arms full of medicine bags, causing Vivienne to frown. "You actually went to get medicine?"

Percival looked at her fondly, seriously saying, "Of course. Mom insisted on these prenatal vitamins. They're all top-notch and good for your health. I'll brew some for you when we get home." "Me? Drink it?"

Vivienne was stunned, turning to look at Sasha. "When did you two arrange this?"

Despite being right there, how had they communicated about the medicine?

Mr. Wolf had even gotten it exactly right.

approvingly. "Good, Mr. Field personally prepared these. Start with

Percival took note carefully.

stared at the medicine

a doctor, which didn't mean she enjoyed taking medicine, especially traditional

a twinkle in her eye, adding, "You know she's always hated

mother, not missing a chance

Vivienne walked to the car, about to open the passenger

rear door instead, pulling her in with him, "It's

at Mr. Wolf, who wouldn't let go of her hand, Vivienne felt the need to ask, "Who's

checked his phone, and

slightly out-of-breath Thomas opened the driver's

felt her

But she reassured herself.

be overly cautious right now. This

It must.

instinctively protected Vivienne, his brow

any issue, simply responded, "Oh,

around a curve on the overpass, Percival frowned,

visibly confused, but slowed

rearview mirror, Thomas realized the seriousness. His years of service had honed

wiped sweat

allowed him to catch even

Vivienne, "..."

out of the

she even make it home

managed to crawl at a snail's pace without a single

an hour later, the car smoothly stopped

the door, stepping out, only for Percival to tightly grasp her hand,

out to assist, "Ma'am, are

scoffed, standing tall, "Do I look

Thomas was taken aback.

"Grab the medicine from the

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