On the ride home, Vivienne leaned against Percival, her thoughts drifting from Leopold and Griffin to the dinner plans for the next day.

Dawson's aunt.

Vivienne chuckled to herself at the smallness of the world where you bump into an acquaintance with each turn.

Percival meticulously removed a loose strand of hair from Vivienne's coat, "Let's bring a gift tomorrow."

"Yeah, good idea," Vivienne smiled at him.

As she looked up, she was met with Percival's sculpted features.

So handsome.

Her eyes sparkled, and without thinking, she straightened up and pecked Percival on the lips.

Taken aback, Percival looked down at the beaming girl in his arms.

Before he could react, Vivienne leaned in for a deep, fervent kiss.

Perhaps it was all those sweet nothings she had heard from Griffin lately, but Vivienne felt a sugary sweetness in her heart.

She wanted to devour her Mr. Wolf, leave nothing behind!

Percival cradled Vivienne's head, pulling her even closer.

In the moment's intimacy, the air in the bus was thick with a sweet, sultry tension.

Thomas, the driver, quietly drew the curtain, well accustomed to such displays by now.

Meanwhile, Anna, sitting in the passenger seat, gaped in speechless wonder.

What just happened?

just

Help!

barely

Vivienne off at her

building, they noticed

paused before

for

a smile, "Vivienne, I've been

glance at

"Ms. Vivienne,

Vivienne nodded.

was out of earshot, Vivienne asked, "Mr. Perez, what did you want to

few strands of your hair, some

"You're

another paternity test. She had already proven not to be the Perez

do it for a man who's sick with worry." Vivienne was silent momentarily before speaking, "You can have what you need, but it won't change anything. You should spend

to keep

a mystery, as did

out

agreed for anyone else, but she could not seem

is that your genes were altered. And someone

person could sneak into Jasper's room without being discovered, that person would know

wanted to alert Vivienne to be careful, for fear that

forgotten that her genes had been

who, including her birth father, would not have a matching result

could the person who left it be the same one

left a note, and we don't know who. Just be careful, Vivienne. We'll do the paternity test

to Yuri along with her saliva on a swab. She then cut her finger with a tiny knife, letting a few drops fall into a plastic bag, and handed it to

"Sorry," she apologized.

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