Walter scratched his itchy chin, his voice tinged with hesitation, “Miss, maybe we should just head back.”

Vivienne, that woman was sharp as a tack.

Even if she hadn’t sniffed out the oddities, Percival surely would have.

Walter couldn’t fathom what Victoria was thinking.

To just drop Kaitlyn off at the suburban mall and then drag herself here to suffer – it was like setting herself up to be stood up.

As Walter silently grumbled, he dared not voice his true thoughts aloud.

Victoria was running out of patience.

It was getting late into the afternoon, and still, no one had shown up, which led her to bellow in frustration, “Looks like we’ve got no choice but to go with plan B. We’re not waiting any longer! Let’s get out of here and deal with Vivienne later!”

The next day, at the Linklater residence.

Arthur had been tied up with business at the Vanguard Agency, and it was a rare moment for him to be home.

Yorick was taking his siesta, and he hadn’t allowed anyone to disturb him.

Ascending the stairs alone, Arthur pushed open the door to his father’s room and saw him reclining in his rocking chair, eyes closed in repose.

Dracon was seated beside him, but at the sound of the door, he looked up.

masked his irritation with

his hand to silence him, “Dad’s

but he nodded respectfully and tiptoed

“Didn’t you say over the phone that

it was almost translucent. His lips were chapped, and his once full cheeks

frail than when he had first awakened from surgery, as if he could pass away at any moment. Arthur could only tell by the faint breathing that the old man was still clinging

both envious and fearful of

didn’t mean to keep things from you. It’s Dad; he didn’t want to distract you or Hector from your work, so he told me not to tell

going on inside someone’s head. And his wife, she was finally acknowledged by

raised his eyes to gauge Arthur’s unreadable reaction, he continued, “It was after taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned. Now, his condition’s

“Specter Healer?”

flicker across his face, “Yes, but this person is elusive; not just anyone can find them. I’m just worried… I’m

guarded secret

as the War God of Veridia, would surely

tried to strong-arm her, Vivienne might not be so amenable. It was the perfect scenario for Dracon to

we should take Percival into custody. He administered the

Healer. As for Dad, a professional caregiver will be

“What?”

know I’m the black sheep of the family. I’ve never made anyone proud. All my sisters have their achievements, and I’m the only one who’s fallen short. But I’ve been

had been long enough to rouse

“I agree with your brother. You need a

“Dad!”

“Dracon, step outside for a moment. Dad and I have

Vivienne finally had a moment to

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