Percival waved his hand, summoning the servants who were hesitating in the shadows. They dared not approach, but fear of Percival made them comply.

"Get in there and separate the men from the women," Percival instructed, spinning Vivienne around so she would not peek.

The servants hesitated, their hearts pounding with trepidation. They had no clue what was happening inside, but the mere thought of the wolves prowling the estate was enough to chill their bones. Percival cast a nonchalant glance at them. "The wolves won't bite you."

Despite his assurance, the servants remained rooted to the spot in fear.

Raising an eyebrow, Percival's tone remained casual yet firm, "Not going?"

His words were light, but the servants felt a shiver run down their spines-not so much from Percival himself, but from the drooling wolves eyeing them from behind.

Frightened, they scurried off to the main hall.

The sight that greeted them was astonishing-everyone stark naked!

And it seemed the wolves really had not bitten anyone!

The servants approached, whispering to the confused butler, "Sir, Madam ordered us to separate the men and women."

Snapping back to reality, the butler quickly commanded, "Do it then!"

He realized the wolves were not attacking anyone. They must belong to Percival and Vivienne, who had some mysterious control over them.

Though ignorant of their motives, the butler was concerned about the family's dignity. If word got out that the Boyds were caught in such a scandalous state, it would be a disaster not just for the family's reputation but for his position as well.

With the butler's word, the servants hurriedly escorted the women upstairs.

The Boyds, still in shock, followed without protest.

now male-only main hall. Percival's face turned green at the sight. He reached to

little lady seemed a bit too interested in the opposite sex. What

needed advice

intent to cover her eyes, Vivienne spoke lazily, "Mr. Wolf, don't bother. There's nothing worth seeing here. I'm

shaking her head in

temples,

Wendy was

sauntered in, Teresa and Nancy were protecting their daughters, preparing to dress them. Her captivating gaze scanned the room before

You wretch, did you orchestrate this? What have the Boyds ever done to you to deserve such treatment?" Teresa exploded at

too

Vivienne enter untouched, they had no doubts-she and

joined Teresa in

his fiancée no less! Aren't you afraid of your future mother-in-law's

a person as vile as you is no match

there, silently enduring their

Vivienne smirked. Ignoring them, she approached

at Vivienne the moment she saw her. "You scoundrel!

of her son, grandson, and butler, all because of Vivienne. Wendy's strike did not reach Vivienne, who caught her hand and snapped it with

Wendy screamed in agony.

the broken hand. "Well-maintained, but poorly used. Since

dare!" Wendy spat through clenched teeth, disbelieving that Vivienne would go that far

"Oh, there's a lot I dare to do. Like burying someone alive? Poisoning? Maiming? Throwing someone

chillingly beautiful, "Chopping off a hand is the

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