Chapter 723


    The buzz of the bustling barbecue joint filled the air as Vivienne savored the morsels Percival fed her. A thought struck her, and


    she looked up with curiosity. "Any word on Huxley yet?"


    Over the sizzling grill, Percival flipped a juicy burger and shook his head. "That guy''s slippery. If he''s involved, his crew won''t let


    him get caught that easily."


    Vivienne nodded in agreement. "Ever since Samantha vanished, GTO''s been eerily quiet."


    As Percival handed her a slice of steak, he raised an eyebrow, "You don''t think GTO''s behind this?”


    She shook her head,cking evidence but trusting her instincts. "If GTO had their hands on that kind of tech, they''d have


    unted it ages ago. No way they''d wait this long and then put Huxley on the job."


    "Mr. Wolf, I''ll have some of that," she said casually, pointing at a te of ribs.


    Vivienne continued, "If I''m right, this has got to do with that woman in red. That potion—if you can even call it that—seems more


    like a refined kind of hex. It''s designed to mess with your head; the actual effects, we''ll have to wait for Brody''sb report."


    Percival''s surprise was evident. "Mom''s in aa; how could this drug work on someone who''s asleep? Unless... it can force


    them awake?"


    Since marrying Vivienne, Percival had naturally started calling Karen ‘Mom’, despite her not having woken up yet. It was a term


    of endearment he was getting used to.


    Vivienneughed lightly, wiping her mouth with a napkin. "The human brain is the world''s mostplex mystery. Modern


    medicine can manipte certain emotions, but it can’t control the body. Reviving someone from aa is next to impossible."


    If such a drug existed, vegetative states wouldn''t be such a dilemma in medical science.


    “Anyway, with the target on Mom''s back, the hospital''s no longer safe. Are you full?"


    Percival took her word as gospel, quickly standing up with her even before she could answer. At that moment, his phone rang.


    Aaron?


    "Why would he have my number?" He wondered.


    Percival had made a note of Aaron''s number to protect him from swooping in on his precious Vivienne.


    "What''s up?" Vivienne asked, having just paid the bill with Percival''s card. She saw the furrow in his brow and peeked at the


    caller ID.


    Recognizing the familiar name, she let out a puzzled "Aaron?" and took the phone to answer, "Aaron, what''s going on?"


    Aaron''s anxious voice immediately sounded, "Vivienne, it''s bad! Your cousin''s caught up in something nasty. Check the trending


    news!"


    Meanwhile, a luxury car screeched to a halt outside the barbecue ce, drawing screams and gasps from onlookers as sparks


    flew from the tires.


    Then, as the car doors swung open, two figures dashed out and went into the barbecue joint like a gust of wind, leaving the


    bystanders in awe.


    “What just flew by?”


    “That car! So cool, | want one!”


    “Ramona’s still bbing online, and Ms. Brooks has been taken home by her agent. But the inte is dragging her through the


    mud, and they can''t reach you, so they called me."


    Recalling Darren''s panicked plea for help, Aaron spoke rapidly, and Vivienne''s expression darkened with each word.


    The waitress nearby trembled at the sudden shift in the youngdy''s demeanor.


    "Vivienne! Percival!"


    Before she could speak, the restaurant''s door burst open, and two agitated figures, Griffin and Leopold, rushed in.


    Griffin, particrly, had red, swollen eyes as if she had been crying, a stark contrast to her usually cheerful demeanor.This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    She barely noticed what Vivienne was doing as she grabbed her hand, "Vivienne, please help me. My grandpa, he''s not going to


    make it!"


    “Aaron, hold on."


    Vivienne scanned the room, crowded at meal time, and sensed Percival''s difort at the attention. Leopold caught the signal


    and was the first to act, pulling Griffin aside. "This isn''t the ce for this talk. Let''s step outside."


    Percival wrapped an arm around Vivienne''s shoulder. "I''ve got a ce nearby. Let''s head there."


    In the car, Percival sat in the passenger seat, eyeing the rear-view mirror. Griffin was a pitiful sight, clinging to Vivienne and


    sobbing.


    Leopold, driving, felt Percival''s judgmental gaze as if silently critiquing his ability tofort his girlfriend, thinking, "Come on,


    Percival, who gets jealous over a woman?"


    "What exactly happened?" Percival had never seen Leopold so serious.


    Vivienne could hardly breathe with Griffin clinging to her. She managed to ask, "Start from the beginning; what happened to


    him?"


    All in one day!


    She had just managed to take care of


    the situation with K and


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    S aR eRe. ere Nach t even put


    hef phone down when Griffin and


    Leopold showed up, one in tears, the


    other with a grave look. And now,


    after several minutes in the car, they


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    Griffin, finally sitting up, managed to say, "My grandpa, something''s wrong with him. He woke up this morning and started...


    dancing like he was possessed."


    "Dancing?" Vivienne raised an eyebrow in disbelief, the words almost forming on her face.


    Percival raised an eyebrow in question as he heard the news. What kind of absurd poison makes one dance?


    Griffin had finally stopped crying,


    wiping away her tears, "I''m serious, it


    was like some freaky possessiahr {ve


    got the vi ep hoam SH Jou. He just


    startediling around, his limbs all


    out of control, eyes zed over. No


    matter how we yelled, he wouldn''t


    respond, like he was under some sort


    of spell. Right, Leopold?" Please read


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    Leopold, who was driving, nodded vigorously. "Yeah, yeah, Vivienne, you should have seen it. Godfrey''s moves, they were just


    like those you''d see in a horror movie."


    He had been utterly shocked when he went to find Griffin earlier.


    Usually, Godfrey Martinez was a pir of stability in his mind, a man of substance and depth.


    Who could have imagined that one


    day he''d be thrashing around Ji


    marite itp cewivratachéd


    tated ten an eerie shade of blue,


    looking for all the world like a freshly


    unearthed zombie. Please read the


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    "Percival, | took some photos too. Just look for yourself; it was downright terrifying. At first nce, | thought it was the start of the


    zombie apocalypse."


    He managed to pass his phone over to Percival.


    Meanwhile, Vivienne was holding Griffin''s phone, her hands still trembling from the shock.