On the road.

Percival eyed Vivienne as she scrutinized the business card, feeling a twinge of jealousy. "Is it that fascinating, Vivienne?"

Vivienne replied crisply, "It is."

"What's so fascinating about a business card?" Percival could not hide the sourness in his voice.

Finally, Vivienne looked up, locking eyes with him as she said deliberately, "It's not the card that's fascinating. It's the man."

Percival felt his teeth grind, fists clenched tight.

Yet, he could not lash out.

In the end, as Vivienne chuckled at the look on his face, Percival's frustration only grew.

"Alright, you've got jokes now, huh?" He muttered before leaning in, mindful to protect the back of her head.

Vivienne wrapped her arms around his waist, and a few fiery kisses ensued before they parted.

She teased, blowing in his direction, "Smell that? Is it tinged with a hint of jealousy?"

His fingers ran through her hair as he gazed into her eyes. "Yes, I can't stand the thought of you with any other man." Vivienne pulled him closer, whispering seductively, "I wasn't finished. The man is handsome, but not as much as you."

Percival's heart swelled as if coated with honey.

Once back at the Brooks Mansion, Vivienne went to her room.

With Scott missing and the whole Judith debacle, the elders were too preoccupied with corporate affairs, and the younger ones had their own lives to lead, leaving Vivienne to her own devices. Lying in bed, she pulled out Yuri's card again.

reason, she found him agreeable, almost familiar, as if she had known him from a

phone rang; it was

into your background, but the trail is cold, and their intentions

right, let them dig. Gotta go,

impenetrable to those she

Aaron barged in with a strawberry shortcake, "Cake time,

asked, sitting up, her lethargy making her appear unusually languid yet undeniably

not take his eyes

gave him a

first, he was only dumbstruck by her beauty. Later, he was awed by her gaming skills. In the end,

the shortcake, "You promised

furrowed,

infants had pushed the competition to

good as Mr.

her dessert, she inquired

sighed. "Didn't you see the message? It's been

surprised since E-sports events rarely changed

old lady," Aaron said, lowering his voice, "Judith,

at his choice of

dead. How could it

indeed been quite occupied lately. With Scott missing for three days, Timothy had taken over, but he lacked his brother's finesse, leaving the family in disarray. Seeing her nearly done with the cake, Aaron offered her a glass of warm milk.

"So,

Hotel,"

was one of Rivenwood's largest gaming hotels, famous for hosting international

"When is it?"

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