Scott was Mr. B's double, and no one but the head of the GTO could locate him.

So, of course, he could not just drop dead that easily.

Besides, would death not be too kind?

If it had not been for him, would her mother have been hunted down all those years ago?

For years, Scott had been playing the part of a lovelorn soul to the outside world, claiming he could not find Karen and swore to bachelorhood.

But aside from the few peaceful years Karen spent by Dorian's side, was it not the GTO that kept sending goons after her?

Scott was a member of the GTO, and Vivienne's mother's death had his fingerprints all over it.

But that score would be settled later.

Suddenly, Vivienne caught the scent of strawberry shortcake.

She opened her eyes, slightly stunned.

There was an actual strawberry shortcake!

"Mr. Wolf, I just adore you," She said, wrapping her arms around Percival's neck, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Percival looked at Vivienne holding the strawberry shortcake like it was a treasure and could not help feeling a bit helpless. Did she really like him?

It was clear as day; she was smitten by the shortcake!

Percival, reduced to less than a piece of cake in making his wife happy.

If word got out, it would be the joke of the century!

But, oh well.

He knew his place all along, and it was definitely below a slice of strawberry shortcake.

Percival leaned his head on Vivienne's shoulder, his deep, well-like eyes surprisingly showing a hint of hurt.

Vivienne blinked back her pain, scooped up a spoonful of the strawberry shortcake, and brought it to Percival's lips. "Just one bite, no more!" This was the strawberry shortcake. She could not bear to part with even a single spoonful!

Percival was speechless.

All right then!

sure, absolutely sure, he ranked

considered lower than a cake by his

disappear from this world

back

jacket over her, watching her sleeping face, and unconsciously leaned down to kiss

shortcake this way was indeed the

closed, Vivienne smiled slightly and suddenly

all, would be best when

an eyebrow. His little lady had teased him

not mind another

not him

Absolutely not!

in once

was on pins and needles; he had never felt the Lincoln's driver's seat this hot before! Even with the curtain drawn, even with his eyes

"Beep!"

This was the worst timing for

his throat. "Percival, the

the smell of strawberry shortcake mixed with the tang of

of them were sitting up straight as if

he the narrow-minded

"Pursue."

from Percival, his gaze lingered on Vivienne's slightly flushed cheeks, a smile curling

Meanwhile, Vivienne's phone buzzed.

It was Draven.

the target

how impatient the

Lincoln stopped in a secluded area on the

area surrounded. I

instantly reached the ears of all the operatives within a three-mile

from Vanguard Agency

could get close, Percival blocked

"Stay back, Husky."

was at a loss for

would be mobbed, even though he was a mid-level

Leopold gritted his teeth, offering a

they spoke, Percival had already suited

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