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.

roused from sleep by their

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

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, 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 to

department had seen an influx of

having picked up such rhetoric from who knows where, lambasted Kipling with elaborate

With a face like mine, even if I tried to make a splash, I'd

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

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 colleagues

tone was sarcastic and

his impatience, "Superintendent, isn't the truth of the matter obvious? Besides, if Kaitlyn wants to sue, let her. It's a losing battle from the start. In the

online uproar. He stopped and sneered, "Alright, you say you want to do the department a favor, huh? Well,

Kipling was taken aback by the ultimatum. Once he collected

to berate me! Are you

One day, I'll pull you down from that throne! Thinking of firing me? We'll see about that! I want to see if you've got the

phone tightly, a fierce light glinting in his eyes. He

Kaitlyn?

you couldn't beat me years ago. And now, backed by the Abernathy and the Grimshaw families, you still think you can challenge me? Just wait and see! I'll show you that in

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

her app for more

she logged in, she sensed something off-someone dared to sue Kipling, the Education Director?

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