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.

smiled. "It wouldn't be proper to have Mr. Ellington stay in the servants'

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

it be, I'll bunk with Vivienne. You may retire for the

Percival pulled Vivienne into the room

maids, now alone, shared

mature adults here; there was an

room, Percival pressed Vivienne against the wall and kissed her

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

pinned Vivienne's slender wrists with one hand while the other wrapped tightly around her waist,

to them with

asleep

only to find the

she sat up and heard

Percival was showering.

heart raced like

was

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

the blanket over her

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

herself, sitting on the bed as Percival emerged from the bathroom. "Good morning,

dressed casually, clearly

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

hair. "What's on your mind, you little

glinting. "I

a blush crept

already at the bathroom door, peeked out with a playful smile. "I'm going to freshen up

again, Percival realized he

amusement, and he knocked on the bathroom door, "Vivienne, while I showered, I was thinking of

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