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.

tumult of passion, while others are roused from sleep by their superiors, scolded for hours in front of the floor-to-ceiling

superintendent unleashed all the morning fury he couldn't vent on Vivienne upon Kipling, sparing no courtesy, "You really think you're something, don't you, Kipling Abernasy! Stirring up trouble, offering your unwelcome help everywhere! That harassment case involving the

making a scene is one thing, but what's with you, causing 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,

had seen an influx of young

rhetoric from who knows where, lambasted Kipling with elaborate

mine, even if I tried to make

Julian? Do you have any evidence that her suicide attempt was

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 colleagues at the prosecutor's office would

tone was sarcastic and

Kaitlyn wants to sue, let her. It's a losing battle from the start. In the end, it might even cast a favorable light on our

a favor, huh? Well, let me tell you, if you win this lawsuit, all's well. But if

end, Kipling was taken aback by the ultimatum. Once he collected

to berate me!

that throne! Thinking of firing me? We'll see about that! I want to see if you've got the

glinting in his eyes. He watched the break of dawn,

Kaitlyn?

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

rays of the sun touched the earth, the online 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

she sensed something off-someone dared to

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