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.

bothering to engage, simply took the medicine bags from Percival to check them, then nodded approvingly. "Good, Mr. Field personally prepared these. Start with these

Percival took note carefully.

at the medicine bags, her

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

she's always hated taking medicine,

missing a chance even

the car, about to open the

questioning look in her eyes, he opened the rear door instead, pulling her in

let go of her

and moments later,

out-of-breath Thomas opened the driver's door, "Percival,

felt

But she reassured herself.

must be overly cautious right

It must.

arm instinctively protected Vivienne, his brow furrowed, "Thomas, keep a

any issue, simply responded, "Oh,

a curve on the overpass, Percival frowned, "Thomas, watch the

paused, visibly confused, but slowed down

even halfway through the journey, seeing Percival's unrelenting vigilance in the rearview mirror, Thomas realized the seriousness. His years of service had honed his observational skills. Slowing down from 50 to 30 miles per hour,

wiped sweat from his

Percival allowed him to catch even the smallest

Vivienne, "..."

out of

she even make

formidable presence inside, they managed to crawl at a snail's pace

an hour later, the car smoothly stopped outside the

only for Percival to tightly

out to assist,

tall, "Do I look like

Thomas was taken aback.

him a look, "Grab the medicine from the back seat,

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