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.

didn’t have the luxury to disdain Vivienne. Wiping her tears

bear it, she

four people left in the living room exchanged puzzled

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 sprinkle it around

repetitive complaints had been driving the

an argument vanished into

glanced at the time; it was already 11 A.M. Unusually enthusiastic,

Thomas, it’s lunchtime. Let’s

Leopold jumped up as it propelled

Thomas said, his face contorted in displeasure. He swiftly placed orders on the 400 NOVING Iuch attention to the items, as long as something

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 that they had escaped unscathed the time. They silently vowed never

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

Cecilia’s persistence. She regrouped in the

Thomas opened the door and saw Cecilia, wearing a mask, walking in,

the

pleasantries and

pointed the way for

determined steps

Percival’s stem gaze, Leopold shrugged and explained, “Well, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict has always been a timeless conundrum.

you’re worried about your fiancée being bullied

about my mother,” Percival sighed, rubbing his temples. Vivienne could be a handful. Well, let his mother have a taste of her own medicine. He trusted Vivienne

Vivienne, having finished her meal, had retreated to the meticulously organized

door open,

Vivienne’s hands. The morning’s

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