The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

At lunch, Yorick and Percival exchanged pleasantries about the relationship between their two families.

Percival listened intently, responding to each point made.

Vivienne and Sasha sat together, chatting and occasionally feeding Winston, who sat between them.

Only Arthur sat alone in the middle, ignored by both sides, struggling to join the conversation.

His face was the picture of dejection.

Catching sight of this, Vivienne couldn't help but feel a twinge of discomfort. Pretending not to care, she spoke up, "I get along just fine with Mr. Wolf, no need for you to worry."

Arthur blinked, his look of loss instantly replaced by surprise, "If he ever treats you wrong, just tell me. I'll make sure he regrets it!"

Percival choked on his drink.

They were married, and still, he couldn't let go?

Vivienne was at a loss for words.

She meant to reassure him, not to stir up trouble with Mr. Wolf!

Yorick, too, was exasperated by his son's dramatics, "Enough with the attitude. They're a couple now; you should back off and just be ready to spoil your grandkids when the time comes. That's all." Arthur, startled, turned to Vivienne in shock, "You're pregnant?"

Vivienne, "..."

She seriously doubted her intelligence had anything to do with this man.

Sasha gently tugged at Arthur's hand, whispering, "They've only been married for a few days. Why the rush? Vivienne and Percival are getting along fine. Aren't you worried you won't get to be a grandfather?" Vivienne took a deep breath, regretting her expectations.

After all, how could two different people come from the same bed?

After the meal, Percival stayed behind to chat with Yorick, while Vivienne and Sasha took Winston to the backyard.

In the garden, Vivienne seized the opportunity to check Winston's pulse.

Given that Winston and Colin shared the same mother, there was a chance Winston might suffer from the same genetic malady.

Finding no abnormalities in Winston, Vivienne breathed a sigh of relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't entirely confident she could cure such a condition.

up at Vivienne, his little mouth

Winston, you're perfectly healthy. And you'll

smile returned

towards a nearby flower bed, "Winston, didn't you want to pick a flower for your aunt? She

scampered off

up, "What's going

but someone from the Wright family practiced forbidden arts.

she looked at the cheerful Winston,

bounds. Selfish people will find any

away, Sasha then asked about another matter,

sat down, "Soon. Mr. Wolf severely injured her; she won't last many

long, she must have had multiple identities. And I can sense

and I kept it from him. He's been at the front for years and might not have much

agreed with Sasha's

family was evident in how he treated

Sasha what they planned to do with Winston

smiled, "The Linklater family can certainly afford to take

both she and Arthur felt a special

to that, they would

from Draven, "Miss, a

her lips as she turned to Percival, "Mr. Wolf, what's

side,

the riverside in the

had cordoned off the area, leaving only a small section open near the first

Upon Vivienne's arrival, Draven

during a night jog before she was

donning gloves,

clean and

time of death. Given the severity of her injuries, Abigail must be hiding around this

glanced at the nearby facilities, "Have you checked

nodded, "Yes, we've

Draven, "Keep searching. Single women tend to be more cautious. Anyone who tries to approach must have prepared in advance." "Also, don't limit your search to young women. Anyone acting out of the ordinary recently, regardless of gender or age, should be considered a suspect." Abigail's skill in disguise was so advanced that not even Vivienne could spot a flaw. Changing

went off to

the path from the roadside to the river,

person capable of such patience wouldn't easily