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.

to have Mr. Ellington

would not be suitable for Percival to stay in a

bunk with Vivienne. You may retire

the room and shut the door firmly

now alone,

were all mature adults here; there was an

room, Percival pressed Vivienne against the wall

long-suppressed emotions as if he

her waist, their embrace intense yet restrained. Vivienne quietly reciprocated, expressing her

the unique intensity of his emotions, responding to them with equal passion. They

asleep entwined, fingers

Vivienne stirred, only to find the comforting warmth beside her

and heard running water from the

Percival was showering.

heart raced like

Wolf was in

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

her thought, pulling the blanket over her head and giggling

she was, in

herself, sitting on the bed as Percival emerged

clearly ready for

Vivienne felt a twinge of disappointment. She

and tousled her hair.

glinting. "I was wondering what Mr. Wolf

blush crept across

the bathroom door, peeked out with

again, Percival

lips curved in amusement, and he knocked on the bathroom door, "Vivienne, while I showered, I was

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