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.

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

it, she

the living room

attention. He decided that this 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

his mother’s repetitive complaints had been driving the

vanished into thin

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

Thomas, it’s lunchtime. Let’s eat together, I’ll

it propelled

food, it will arrive shortly. You don’t need to trouble yoursel Thomas said, his face contorted in displeasure. He swiftly

cooking skills, but apparently, that plan was thwarted. “Well, maybe next time.” Leopold and Thomas exchanged a silent glance, relieved that they had escaped

they understood why Isolde, who had been so attached to Vivienne, hadn’t come along with Cecilla today. The little girl

was Cecilia’s persistence. She

saw Cecilia, wearing a mask,

in the

Cecilia skipped the pleasantries and got straight

kindly pointed

with determined steps to find

stem gaze, Leopold shrugged and explained, “Well, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict has always been a timeless conundrum. You can’t

fiancée being bullied by your mother, why not go up

rubbing his temples. Vivienne could be a handful. Well, let his mother have a taste of her own medicine. He trusted Vivienne to handle the

the meticulously organized room. Cecilia entered just as Vivienne

the door open, she

step back when she saw the perfume essence in Vivienne’s hands. The morning’s sneezing fit was still fresh in

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