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.

his irritation

silence him, “Dad’s

flickered with impatience, but he nodded respectfully and tiptoed back to his father’s side,

“Didn’t you say over the phone that Dad’s recovery was going well? This doesn’t look right

was so pale it was almost translucent. His

he could pass away at any moment. Arthur could only tell by the

both envious and fearful of his elder

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

head. And his wife, she was finally acknowledged by the Brooks family, only to see them fall into ruin soon after. I’ve heard rumors that she wasn’t exactly innocent

taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned. Now, his condition’s been worsening day by day. I’m

“Specter Healer?”

face, “Yes, but this person is elusive; not just anyone can find them. I’m just worried… I’m worried that Dad might not last

Vivienne was the Specter Healer was a closely guarded secret within the Linklater

Veridia, would surely have the means to persuade

might not be so amenable. It was the perfect scenario for Dracon

Percival into custody. He administered the poison, so he must have the antidote!” Dracon

search for the Specter Healer. As for Dad, a professional caregiver will be

“What?”

to deceive but had not expected to be sidelined, “Arthur, don’t you trust me? I 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

long enough to rouse

an inscrutable look, “I agree

“Dad!”

moment. Dad and I have things to discuss. You can come

apartment, Vivienne finally had a moment

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