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The shadow of the F-Poison conspiracy loomed large, and there was simply no time for Percival and
Vivienne to entertain thoughts of wedding bells just yet.
Percival got it. He really did.
Sure, the GTO’s weapon manufacturing plants and virus research facilities were obliterated. But he
was under no illusion that this was the end.
As long as F-Poison was out there, peace of mind was but a pipe dream.
“Grandpa Jasper and Richard,” Percival declared with reassuring confidence, “trust me, I will give
Vivienne the most romantic, the grandest wedding the world has ever seen!”
Given the certainty in his voice, the two old men had no objections to offer.
They shared a silent moment before their gaze shifted to Karen, seated quietly to one side.
As Vivienne’s mother, she naturally had a say in her daughter’s nuptials.
Karen was lost in a hefty turkey sandwich when she felt her father’s eyes on her. Hastily swallowing,
she chimed in.
“Vivienne’s right, and besides, there’s still someone missing if we were to have the wedding now.”
The room paused, puzzled. Zelda, curious as ever, asked, “Sasha, who are we missing here? Isn’t
Willa with you?”
Zelda mistakenly thought Karen meant Willa.
But Karen shook her head, nodding subtly toward Vivienne. “Her dad!”
Everyone’s confusion cleared. They had never dared to ask Karen outright about Vivienne’s biological
father’s whereabouts.
Even Melissa, despite her curiosity, had held back, fearing that Vivienne’s father was no longer alive
and that bringing it up might stir up painful memories for Karen.
To their surprise, Karen brought it up herself.
Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Zelda pressed, “Sasha, where in the world is Vivienne’s
dad?”
Karen just smiled, “I don’t know yet, but when I find him, we’ll have a good talk.”
While everyone was still at sea about her response, they saw the happiness in Karen’s smile and
wisely chose not to probe further.
…
That night.
Vivienne and Karen lay in bed, taking the chance to really talk for the first time since their reunion.
The day’s events had weighed on Vivienne’s mind.
Truth be told, she, too, was eager to know who her father really was.
Neither Dorian nor Scott was her birth father.
Karen teased her daughter’s nose, breaking the silence. “Are you wondering where your dad might
be?”
Vivienne nodded, moving closer to her mother. “Mom, you didn’t get abandoned by him, did you?”
Karen playfully slapped Vivienne’s forehead. “Abandoned? Honey, if anything, I would be the one doing
the abandoning! He never had the power to leave me!”
Rubbing her forehead, Vivienne persisted, “Why did you two split? You used to say I was too young to
understand, but I’m grown up now. You can tell me.”
Karen’s lips pressed slightly, and her eyes sparkled with a reminiscence that words could hardly
describe.
Finally, she said softly, “Frost, if Percival had to leave you one day because he had an important
mission to fulfill, would you be angry? Would you feel like you were not the most important thing to
him?”
After a moment’s thought, Vivienne replied, “No. To carry his mission and honor as a soldier, that’s the
Percival I love. If he gave up his duty and responsibility for me, I’d eventually become the one
abandoned. That’s not the man I fell in love with.”
Karen nodded in agreement. “Me too. I fell for your dad because he stood by his honor. I wasn’t
abandoned, and he would never abandon me. Even though we’re worlds apart now, we’re both working
towards the same goal. When the world finds peace, we’ll be together.”
Vivienne understood that everyone has their mission in life.
Doctors heal, soldiers protect, and even the common folk battle for their families.
Her parents had their own glories to pursue and their own battles to fight.
Karen brushed the hair from Vivienne’s forehead, caressing her cheek tenderly, “Don’t worry. Your
father will be back before you know it.”
Vivienne let out a soft acknowledgment, dropping the subject of her elusive father.
“Mom, did you see that photo Noah took back in the day?” Vivienne asked, shifting gears.
Karen’s gentle gaze darkened, a hint of ferocity flickering in it. “Yes, I saw myself in it.”
“Do you have any memory of that at all?”
“Not a thing. I don’t remember ever meeting Noah when I was little, let alone taking that photo.”
In the photo, Karen looked to be about ten, and the timing matched closely with when she had been
kidnapped.
What puzzled Karen was that when Noah had taken her to the Vanguard Agency, nobody had informed
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the Perez family.
Vivienne’s eyes narrowed. “Mom, there’s someone else in that photo.”
Karen’s gaze lifted, and in the dim light, her eyes – so like Vivienne’s – glinted darkly. “Scott!” Coոtent
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“Does that mean F-Poison wasn’t there?”
Out of the twelve children, aside from Karen and Scott, the rest were accounted for. F-Poison could not
be hiding among them.
Karen shook her head, “Not necessarily. Maybe from the start, F-Poison intended to remain hidden
within those kids.”
“F-Poison was still a guy back then, right? Playing the part of a kid at his age?” Vivienne asked with a
raised eyebrow.
Vivienne nodded, her eyelids heavy, and soon she was lost in the embrace of sleep.
