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.

to disdain Vivienne. Wiping her tears and nose, she asked between sneezes,

to bear it, she ran away, sneezing all

in the living room

divert her attention. He decided that this was a great solution. He thought it was a fantastic item to have on hand.

his mother’s repetitive complaints had been driving the poor girl crazy.

argument vanished

it was already 11 A.M. Unusually enthusiastic,

lunchtime.

jumped up as it propelled by a spring, ready

contorted

was thwarted. “Well, maybe next time.” Leopold and Thomas exchanged a silent glance, relieved that they had escaped unscathed the time. They silently vowed never to approach

so attached to Vivienne, hadn’t come along with Cecilla

persistence. She regrouped in the afternoon

and saw Cecilia, wearing a mask, walking

the

skipped the pleasantries

Leopold kindly pointed the way for

determined steps to find

Leopold shrugged and explained, “Well, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict has always been a timeless conundrum. You

suggested with a grin, “if you’re worried about your fiancée being bullied by your mother, why not go up and

worried about my mother,” Percival sighed, rubbing his temples. Vivienne could be a handful. Well, let his mother

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

open, she

perfume essence in Vivienne’s hands.

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