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.

Percival's face turned green at the sight. He reached to cover Vivienne's eyes but noticed her looking disdainfully at the Boyd men, "Tsk, so

His little lady seemed a bit too interested in the opposite

advice and

spoke lazily, "Mr. Wolf,

walked away, shaking her head in mock

massaging his temples,

Wendy was still

Her captivating gaze scanned the room

You wretch, did you orchestrate this? What have the Boyds ever done

women were still too

had no doubts-she

joined Teresa

of Percival's family, his fiancée no less! Aren't you afraid

a person as vile as you is no match for my

just stood there, silently enduring their

exhausted themselves, Vivienne smirked. Ignoring them, she approached Wendy and skillfully inserted a silver needle, waking

out at Vivienne the moment she saw her.

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

Wendy screamed in agony.

poorly used. Since you can't use it properly, should I just chop it

disbelieving that Vivienne would go

I dare to do. Like burying someone alive? Poisoning? Maiming? Throwing someone to the

on her hand, her smile grew chillingly beautiful, "Chopping off a hand is

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