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.

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

words making

At the Linklater Mansion.

room. Yorick had only recently regained consciousness and was still weak,

of car horns echoed from outside, and Yorick,

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

have to come

black sheep of the Linklater family. Just as he was trying to shed that label, his illustrious brother had

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

The thought was suffocating!

in the driveway, their headlights piercing

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

anticipating descended from his vehicle—a

seeing his family, the formidable air around him

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

greeted with

the old man, he continued, "Dad, I haven't been here to fulfill my duties as a son, and for that,

the weight

his son tightly. "It's good to have

Now, with his son

quietly to the side. He asked pointedly, "What?

a smile, "Arthur, of course, I'm happy. I didn't want to interrupt

him for a moment before

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