Vivienne and Percival exchanged a glance, a mutual skepticism reflected in their eyes.

Was it any wonder that Griffin and Leopold seemed to have such chemistry? Godfrey was sick, and their first instinct was to shoot a video and snap pictures?

How had the Martinez family not throttled them yet?

But alas, Vivienne hadn’t managed to watch the video.

Before she could even click play, her phone—juiced up from Leopold’s car charger—began to buzz.

Brody’s voice came through the call, tinged with utter despair, “Specter Healer! Where on earth did you get that medicine? She’s been hopping around her room for half an hour! It took a heavy-duty sedative to knock her out, and she’s still hopping in her sleep! My spotless lab is a mess now!”

Brian’s laughter boomed, “Hahaha, Vivienne, where did you score that prank potion? That woman, she’s like a marionette straight out of a movie, absolutely hilarious!”

At the Martinez Mansion.

Griffin’s parents, Stellan and Penelope, stood guard outside the patriarch’s room.

To better observe Godfrey, they had gouged a peephole into the solid wooden door. The Martinez family circled around it, three layers deep.

They peered inside at Godfrey with a mix of emotions as if viewing a rare specimen.

“When’s Griffin getting back? If he keeps this up, he’ll bleed out.”

Stellan was practically glued to the peephole, almost sticking his head through.

His wife, Penelope, stood shoulder-to-shoulder with him, mirroring his posture, her face etched with worry. “Who could have snuck into our home undetected in the middle of the night?”

daughter, Audrey Martinez, snorted, “That’s not all. Dad was once a renowned master among the noble

Martinez scolded, “That’s still our father you’re talking about! Can’t you see

If it weren’t for his insistence

face, her gaze towards the

here out of concern

that if he died, her brothers wouldn’t even tell her, denying her a share

her. “You’re beyond

the fighting? Lancelot, call Griffin. See where they are. If we delay any

Godfrey hopping around just as Griffin had described

difficulty of his movements made Stellan shake

dark circles

revealed fresh blood slowly trickling from the corners of Godfrey’s

charge of the Martinez family’s biochemical weapons project and

he had never seen a virus like this, one

be? Who wanted to

Griffin’s urgent and anxious voice came from

Where’s the Specter Healer? Where is

sound of the voice, his bloodshot eyes

“Dad, it’s her, Leopold’s senior, Vivienne. She’s the Specter

should know him, Dad. Let me take Vivienne in to treat Grandpa now. Any questions,

a twitch of his

determined daughter, watching their retreating figures, puzzled. “Mr. Ellington, your wife is the

as the Specter Healer was known only to those close to her; it was a secret kept from the wider

and needy if

young. Nothing

a hint of

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