Gillian was teetering on the brink of reason. The potency of the drugged aroma filling the room was enough to trigger tsunamis of the mind with a mere whiff. With a fevered motion, Gillian kicked off the blankets wrapped around her, tugging at Patrick's sleeve with a hazy consciousness. "It's so hot, so incredibly hot." Her stunning figure was on full display, leaving nothing to the imagination of the onlookers.

From a distance, Vivienne and Anna stood side by side, watching the scene unfold.

"Damn, she's got a killer body," Vivienne remarked, her eyes then shifting to Anna's less curvaceous form. "Ah, well."

Anna blushed. "Ms. Vivienne, please, behave yourself!"

"Girl, I didn't even say anything. Why are you turning red?" Vivienne teased, playfully tilting Anna's chin.

Anna stepped back, quickly tapping into Percival's comms, "Captain Wolf, where are you?"

Percival clipped the last yellow wire, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. "Get over here. I've found the new bomb."

Vivienne and Anna's expressions darkened, the jesting gone in an instant. They fought through the crowd and burst into the guest room.

By then, Patrick had knocked Gillian out and re-wrapped her in the blankets.

He was utterly clueless about what was happening!

Mara was equally bewildered. What on earth was going on?

Why had Gillian been thrown out, and what were Vivienne and that waiter doing going back in?

Was Gillian not supposed to be drugged with Percival by now, having...

Back in the room, Percival examined the new bomb, now defused in his hands.

Vivienne approached, her expression relaxing.

would save them a

new bomb and the detector had been burning through cash like

just stay entirely

They could just program the design into the detector! "Mr. Wolf, you're amazing!" Vivienne handed the bomb

Percival managed a smile, ruffling Vivienne's hair affectionately, "This reward

voice laced

pushing him to his

this kept up, he might be unable to hold back any

she could

to get affectionate, regardless

spare a thought for her and the

clearing her throat before saying,

had not heard her,

is for you to carry me out like this. How can the

a grin, Vivienne found Percival's fleeting blush endearing, thinking how adorable her Mr.

internally, reminding them again, "Ms. Vivienne, Mr. Ellington,

let Percival go, gracefully dismounting and standing by his

she notice the crowd that had

was at the forefront, his expression beyond shock - it

Percival's, her gaze sharp as she

snapped back to reality, frowning as he stepped forward, surveying the chaotic scene

two? She mentioned that my daughter's

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