Percival reached out and swiped a finger through the frosting, popping it directly into his mouth.

The next instant, his face contorted in agony, an expression of pain so intense it had never before graced his features.

"Is it poisoned?" Vivienne yelled out, alarm knitting her brow.

Percival waved her off, steadying himself on her knee. "It's just... incredibly bitter."

Vivienne was speechless.

"Bitter? Really?" She dared a taste herself, almost letting her lifelong love affair with strawberry shortcake plummet to rock bottom.

It was supposed to be frosting - sweet, indulgent frosting.

Why on earth was it so bitter?

A thought struck Vivienne. "Tastes like something my mom made."

Her words hung in the air, and she and Percival paused, a sudden realization dawning on them.

Slowly, they lifted their eyes to meet, and their gazes converged with silent understanding.

The cake before them indeed bore the mark of Karen's handiwork.

The pair sat in stunned silence, neither willing to voice the conclusion forming in their minds. Yet, all the strange occurrences of recent days seemed to be pointing inexorably in one direction. After a while, Vivienne shook her head. "I've never had such a terrible strawberry shortcake."

Percival unveiled a slice of strawberry shortcake he had brought and fed it to Vivienne. "Try this one; it's sweet."

A chuckle escaped Vivienne's lips, her eyes inadvertently flickering to the bitter disappointment that was the other cake.

the delectable shortcake, Vivienne leaned back against the couch, patting her belly. "Mr. Wolf, didn't you say you

them before

picked up the invites, glancing over them with a smile. "The director wants to see me? He could have just

to Vivienne and Percival,

was nothing but a

anticipating

a grin, Vivienne replied, "Of course, we're going. We can't miss out on the drama, can

arrived in

Ashley were greeting guests at the door. Upon seeing

missed you so much. I've been trying to call with no luck," Melissa said warmly as she

return had clearly lifted Melissa's

a while, had my phone off," Vivienne responded

saved the girl and had not followed up, confident there was no longer a threat to

nodded. "Yes, completely. But

happened to

by guilt over Carl's condition. If only she had not been so stubborn and thrown away her helmet, Carl might not have ended up

one night. After an intense fight for his life, we managed to save him, but the doctors say he suffered brain damage. He

Carl was supposed to be recovering; she had performed the surgery

have

inform me? Where is

now in such a state troubled her deeply. And why had the Brooks family not contacted her sooner? With timely notice, Carl

How can that

grew more frustrated but also felt a sense of resignation. After all, her relationship with the Brooks family would never

felt the same; there was

to keep coming to you," Melissa said, wiping away tears, the

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