Percival stroked her hair with an indulgent smile, his voice a gentle murmur, "I'll take you to the hospital first. Got some errands to run, and then you're coming to stay at my place tonight." His "place" was his sprawling private estate.

Vivienne blinked, teasingly suggesting, "Should I clean up and wait for your royal favor?"

She was already daydreaming about her Mr. Wolf seducing her in nothing but his birthday suit.

So tempting!

Percival was momentarily speechless. Since when had his Vivienne become so... frisky? And what was that at the corner of her mouth?

Drool?

What thoughts were swirling in that little head of hers?

"Ahem!" Percival snapped back to reality, his tone a mixture of amusement and resignation. "Aren't you supposed to be holding a memorial service?"

Vivienne paused, then said, "Oh, right!"

She had planned a service to send Francis off.

To the animal realm, so to speak.

She initially wanted to hold it at Emerald Mountain, but it was too far, and with her mother still unconscious, she couldn't leave. So, she asked Mr. Wolf to find a place for her ceremony to bid Francis farewell. She hadn't expected Mr. Wolf to pick his villa. She had thought... well, that Mr. Wolf had other intentions.

How embarrassing!

Percival, with a blend of exasperation and affection, assured her, "Once I'm done, I'll pick up what you need. It'll probably take all day, so I'll have Thomas pick you up!"

Vivienne had no words.

close and whispered in

speechless-his words making her seem all

At the Linklater Mansion.

consciousness and was still weak, but his eyes shone with excitement. The night had fallen, yet no one suggested going

sound of car horns echoed from outside, and Yorick, agitated, stood up,

peering out the window with a gloomy look. "Yes, my

did he have to come

in Veridia, while he was the mocked and scorned black sheep of the Linklater family. Just as he was trying to shed that label, his illustrious brother had to

his achievements didn't quite measure up to their eldest brother's. But now,

The thought was suffocating!

line of sleek black cars pulled up in the driveway,

the door with Hector's support as the rest of the family

man they had been anticipating descended from his vehicle—a figure in a sharp black

air around him softened, but the palpable tension didn't completely

back and murmured something to the person beside him, who

with

continued, "Dad, I haven't been here to fulfill my duties as a

been consumed by battles and campaigns, neglecting his family affairs. As the eldest, he bore the weight of his absence and the

son tightly. "It's good

return home safely. Now, with his son before him, safe and

noticed Dracon standing quietly to the side. He asked pointedly, "What? Not happy to see

of course, I'm happy.

lingered on him for a moment before shifting

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