Chapter 124

In the living room, as Leopold settled onto the couch, his eyes fell upon a sealed glass bottle resting on the coffee table.

“What’s this?” he asked, his curiosity piqued, as he picked it up.

“Hands off,” Vivienne warned, reaching out to reclaim it. It was the concentrated Tranquil Aroma perfume essence, too potent to touch the skin directly.

But Leopold, known for his mischief, quickly hid the bottle, flashing a sly grin. His eyes darted between Percival and Vivienne, and he teased, “Let me guess, is it something naughty, like a slippery massage oil…”

Vivienne had initially ignored his jesting, but from the corner of her eye, she saw Cecilia, who had been pursuing Stella, returning alone. She attempted to retrieve the bottle from Leopold. With a swift move, Leopold evaded her, accidentally tossing the Tranquil Aroma perfume out

of his hands. It landed with a crash at Cecilia’s feet.

Instantly, the strong fragrance filled the entire apartment, making it difficult for everyone to breathe comfortably.

Cecilia hesitated for a moment, then disregarded it, stepping over the broken glass and storming in, her voice accusing, “How could you… Achoo! Stella, she… Achoo! You… Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!”

Before she could finish her sentence, the overpowering scent triggered five consecutive sneezes, leaving her eyes moist and red.

Vivienne, feeling an unexpected pang of guilt, glared at Leopold and handed Cecilia a few

tissues.

Wiping her tears and nose, she asked

it, she

the

was a great solution. He thought it was a fantastic item to have on hand. The next time his mother bothered him with trivial matters, he could just

prepare some for Isolde too. Lately, his mother’s repetitive complaints had been driving the poor girl

argument vanished into

glanced at the time; it was already

Thomas, it’s lunchtime. Let’s

up as it propelled by a spring, ready to

his face contorted in displeasure. He swiftly placed orders on the 400 NOVING Iuch attention to the

disappointed. She wanted Leopold and Thomas to experience bor improved cooking skills, but apparently, that plan was thwarted. “Well, maybe next time.” Leopold and Thomas exchanged a silent glance, relieved

along with Cecilla today. The little girl was indeed clever,

what surprised them was Cecilia’s persistence. She regrouped in

door and saw Cecilia, wearing a mask, walking

the living

Vivienne? Cecilia skipped the pleasantries

pointed the way

walked upstairs with determined steps

and daughter-in-law conflict has always been

fiancée being bullied by your mother, why not go up and

handful. Well, let his

having finished her meal, had retreated to the meticulously organized room. Cecilia entered

the door open, she turned

essence in Vivienne’s hands. The morning’s sneezing fit was still fresh in her

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