The chill in the air took everyone by surprise over the next few days.
Vivienne, thanks to her pregnancy, found herself succumbing to sleep more than ever, spending the majority of her day either eating or curled up in bed.
Percival, worried about leaving her alone, stayed by her side constantly.
One afternoon, while Vivienne was deep in slumber, her phone on the bedside table began to vibrate.
Seeing the caller ID, Percival picked it up and stepped outside to answer.
"Boss!" came Draven's voice through the phone.
"It's me," Percival replied with a stern voice. "Vivienne's asleep. What's the matter?"
Draven paused briefly, then quickly said, "Percival, Declan's made another move. But these symbols, only you can decipher them. We think he's trying to send a message out."
Percival frowned. "Did the surveillance catch anything unusual?"
Draven's response was firm. "Nothing at all."
Percival's gaze darkened slightly. "Keep an eye on him. Report back with any suspicions. I'll inform Vivienne."
When Vivienne woke up, she turned to see Percival sitting by her side, which warmed her heart. "Mr. Wolf, what time is it?"
Percival looked at her, closing his laptop gently. "You're awake. It's seven in the evening."
Vivienne rubbed her temples. "Why do I feel like I can sleep forever?"
Percival took her hand and massaged her temples gently. "Hungry? I'll whip up something you love."
She glanced outside at the night sky and nodded. Her morning sickness had been particularly bad before she fell asleep, leaving her stomach feeling incredibly empty.
As Percival stood to leave, he handed her the phone. "Draven called. There's been some activity on Declan's end. I've forwarded the details to your phone. Take a look while I get started on dinner."
After Percival left, Vivienne sat up and unlocked her phone.
The message from Draven was already two hours old, containing a surveillance video. She watched it, noting the addition of several cryptic gestures she hadn't seen before. These symbols didn't seem to relate to Abigail but rather looked like Declan paying homage to his "faith."
Percival returned with a tray of food just as Vivienne was puzzling over the phone. "Any leads?" he asked.
Vivienne shook her head. "Some of these gestures are coded. I can't decipher them."
Percival, guessing her thoughts, handed her a bowl of soup and said, "I'll have Thomas stick close to you from tomorrow. His current task is nearly done."
"What about Leopold?" she asked, taking a sip of the soup.
Percival sighed. "Kellan's got him running errands for the Martinez family. He'll be tied up for a day or two."
Vivienne remembered Leopold's engagement party, orchestrated by their mentor. She couldn't help but feel a sense of amusement and sympathy for Leopold, who was unaware that these gestures of goodwill were merely offhand remarks by their mentor. The reputation of Emerald Mountain hinged on such subtleties.
"But we don't need to rely solely on Thomas," she suggested to Mr. Wolf. "Let Anna stick by me."
Percival considered this for a moment then nodded. "That works. Anna, being a woman, might be more attentive to your needs right now."
The next morning, before Percival and Vivienne even left the house, Anna was already waiting outside.
Seeing Vivienne, Anna quickly approached and stood at attention. "Vivienne, I'm here."
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