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.

be proper to have Mr. Ellington

it would not be suitable for Percival to stay in a servant's room-not to

"Let it be, I'll bunk with Vivienne. You may

that, Percival pulled Vivienne into the room and shut

maids, now alone, shared

adults here; there was

room, Percival pressed Vivienne against the wall and kissed

if he wished to meld her into his very

tightly around her waist, their embrace intense

heart and felt the unique intensity of his emotions, responding to them with equal passion. They held each other tightly, their embrace full

fell asleep entwined, fingers

to find

up and heard

Percival was showering.

raced like a startled doe at

was

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

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

had forgotten that she was, in fact, just a nineteen-year-old

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

casually, clearly

felt a twinge of disappointment. She had

her hair. "What's

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

blush crept across Percival's

peeked out with a playful smile. "I'm going to freshen up

clicked shut again, Percival realized he had been playfully

amusement, and he knocked on the bathroom door, "Vivienne, while

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