The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 792

Vivienne's fingers, long and slender, grazed the hem of his pajama top, causing the loose button to give way and revealing the solid chest beneath.

Vivienne shifted, resting her head on his shoulder, "I never had any intention of going."

She gave a muffled groan as his hands began to roam over her, "Tomorrow, we've got other, more important matters to attend to."

Percival arched an eyebrow, "Oh? Like what?"

With a light chuckle, Vivienne's long legs swung over, positioning her atop him. Her eyes, seductive as she smiled, the crimson at the corners enough to make Percival's Adam's apple bob twice in quick succession.

Noticing his movement, Vivienne's smile grew, "Mr. Wolf, you still owe me for this month's dues."

As her words trailed off, Percival's lips captured the remaining whispers. Beneath the inky expanse of the duvet, the contours rose and fell.

The boundless fervor of spring spread throughout the master bedroom, while outside, even the moon shyly hid behind the clouds.

But.

For some, joy abounds; for others, woes mount.

others are roused from sleep

you're something, don't you, Kipling Abernasy! Stirring up trouble, offering your

a ruckus?! With all your selfless dedication, why don't you address the sky-high meal costs at north side? Complaint letters are piling up here, and at this critical moment, you choose to slack off and play dumb?! And you're running around over Zinnia's case?! Can't sit still in your director's chair, eh? Hoping

of young blood these

having picked up such rhetoric from who knows

I tried to make a splash, I'd get nowhere. I just felt pity for Zinnia and her daughter, wanted to lend a hand. After all, that

any evidence that her suicide

mention of this, "With your talents, Kipling, maybe I should ask the Public Security Bureau to take you in! But they wouldn't want you either. Someone who bases their investigations on guesswork could cause countless miscarriages of justice. The workload for our

tone was sarcastic

truth of the matter obvious? Besides, if Kaitlyn wants to sue, let her. It's

death by Kipling's audacity. He paced the study several times, his gaze catching the online uproar. He stopped and sneered, "Alright, you say you want to do the department a favor, huh? Well, let me tell you, if you win this

was taken aback by the ultimatum. Once

to berate me! Are you just

that throne! Thinking of firing me? We'll see

in his

Kaitlyn?

you can challenge me? Just wait and see! I'll show you that in the face of absolute

controversy about the case had reached a fever pitch, with comments from all sides-insults, skepticism, and those just there

and immediately checked her app for more vitriol against

as she logged in, she sensed something off-someone dared to sue Kipling, the

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