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.

couldn't help but chuckle. He leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, Vivienne, that day will come

speechless-his words making

At the Linklater Mansion.

only recently regained consciousness and was still weak, but his eyes shone with excitement. The night had fallen,

echoed from outside, and Yorick,

steadied his father, peering out the window with a gloomy look. "Yes,

he have to come

and scorned black sheep of the Linklater family. Just as he was

his achievements didn't quite measure up to their eldest brother's. But now, with both the renowned brothers

The thought was suffocating!

the driveway, their headlights piercing the dark,

door with Hector's support as the

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

formidable air around him softened, but the palpable

and murmured something to the person beside him, who promptly drove the car away and then faced

with a simple,

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

the eldest, he bore the weight of his absence and the guilt of not guiding his siblings. Emotion crept into his tone, revealing his

"It's good to have

wish was for Arthur to return home safely. Now, with his son before him, safe

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

course, I'm happy. I didn't want to

for a moment

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