Vivienne sighed deeply as she read the text message screenshot Donald had sent her, feigning distress, thinking, "Seriously, is being this petty absolutely necessary?"

Percival's hand had never left her shoulder, so he naturally didn't miss the message popping up on her phone.

Watching another man throw a temper tantrum at his wife, Percival felt the acidic jealousy bubble up inside him. But if one were to trace the root of the issue, it would lead back to one of the infamous trio of numbskulls, who had been swaggering around without a care in the world.

Percival's eyes narrowed slightly, sending a shiver down Leopold's spine.

Before he could react, he felt something smack the back of his head, and he spun around, ready to fight, "Who's there? Who dares to hit me? Do you have a death wish..."

His threatening words trailed off as he met Percival's icy gaze.

Leopold's normally confident facade crumbled upon seeing Percival.

Awkwardly straightening up, he thought, of course, who else but Vivienne and Percival, the dynamic duo, could be behind him? No one else would dare to mess with him. He should have known better than to get involved with this mess.

Ever since they got married, Percival had been getting more and more possessive.

"Vivienne?" Maddox called out from the doorway, having watched the trio for a while.

Noticing the three of them chatting in the yard, instead of coming inside and suspecting something was up, he stepped out, "Why aren't you coming in? Dinner's ready; we're just waiting on you and Percival." "And me, don't forget about me," Leopold interjected, not willing to be left out.

Having taken his lumps and noted his grievances, he was determined to partake in the meal today, or it would be a total loss.

had the chef prepare your favorite dish, Vivienne. You've been so busy

was Vivienne's and Karen's first family gathering since acknowledging

day off, so the only people present were the core

his way in for a

around at the gathered family, missing only the comatose Karen and her

We should

a day for celebration. I know Sasha said you shouldn't drink, but let's toast to

my mom's not here, but I am," Vivienne said with a smile that

drink. Don't worry, Vivienne. I'll make sure Dad doesn't have

sycophantic demeanor would have had his subordinates roaring with

was amiss. Alice Churchill, Fredrick's patient wife, rolled her eyes at him, "You're hopeless, Fredrick. Don't worry, Vivienne. I'm here, and

Maddox, the only bachelor at the table, his

cool glance swept over to him,

next to Percival, Yuri quietly matched him drink for drink while keeping an eye on everyone at

they had

to

he had angered Fredrick, and the echoes of his pained howls were still fresh. Now, he had

agree more. She sat next to Percival, flanked by the family's two youngest members - Natalia

her incessantly, offering her their

bean pastry in the child's hand

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