Vivienne massaged her forehead, utterly flabbergasted by Maddox's thoughtfulness.

It was beyond thoughtful-it was downright invasive!

Grinding her teeth, she snapped a picture with her phone and sent it to Jasper.

"Grandpa, please extend my thanks to Uncle Maddox!"

In the stillness of the night, Maddox, lounging in a bath at home and gazing at a photo of his beloved Willa, suddenly felt a chill he had never experienced before.

The next second, his phone rang-it was his dad, Jasper.

Maddox spent the entire night weathering a storm of Jasper's blistering reprimands, not one word repeated.

Vivienne instructed the maid to return her bedroom to its normal state and to escort Percival to his room.

The maid looked at Vivienne uneasily. "Miss, we only prepared one guest room. The others aren't ready-there's not even bedding."

Just one room?

In a mansion this size, there was only one room available?

You've got to be kidding!

Noticing the change in Vivienne's expression, the maid slowly explained, "Miss, we were notified by Master Maddox too late, so we didn't have time to prepare. Usually, it's just us here tending to the house- we weren't expecting to accommodate any guests."

Luckily, the staff had the foresight to prepare a clean set of sheets and blankets, preventing the pink surprise from continuing.

But even the staff had not anticipated that Vivienne and Percival would sleep separately.

Thus, there was only one room available.

"It wouldn't be proper to have

stay in a servant's room-not to

sighed deeply. "Let it be, I'll bunk with Vivienne. You may retire for

into the room and shut the door firmly

maids, now alone, shared knowing

all mature adults here; there was

Vivienne against the wall and

pouring out long-suppressed emotions as if he wished to meld her into

around her waist,

responding to them with equal

asleep entwined,

find the comforting

sat up and heard running water from the

Percival was showering.

raced like a startled

was

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

blushed at her thought, pulling the blanket over her head and giggling

was, in fact, just

ceased, and Vivienne composed herself, sitting on the bed as Percival emerged from the bathroom. "Good

was dressed casually, clearly ready for an

a fleeting moment, Vivienne felt a twinge of disappointment. She had hoped to see him

tousled her hair. "What's on your mind, you

arched an eyebrow and leaned in close, her bright eyes glinting. "I was

blush

bathroom door, peeked out with a

door clicked shut again, Percival realized he

he knocked on the bathroom

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