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.

seeing Arthur, he quickly masked his irritation

silence

respectfully and tiptoed back to his father’s

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

it was almost translucent. His lips

he had first awakened from surgery, as if he could pass away at any moment. Arthur could only tell by the

was both envious and fearful of his

Dracon’s forehead. “Arthur, I didn’t mean to keep things from you. It’s Dad;

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

“It was after taking the supplements Percival brought that Dad got poisoned.

“Specter Healer?”

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

was a closely guarded secret within the Linklater family, a secret Dracon had

War God of Veridia, would surely have the means to persuade Vivienne to

her, Vivienne might not be so amenable. It was the perfect scenario for Dracon to sit back and

I think we should take Percival into custody. He administered the poison, so he must have

someone search for the Specter Healer. As for Dad, a professional caregiver will be arriving in a few days to look after him. You can take

“What?”

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

to rouse Yorick from

cloudy eyes swept over Dracon with an inscrutable look, “I agree with your brother. You need a break;

“Dad!”

outside for a moment. Dad and I have things to discuss. You can

finally had a moment to

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