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.

of passion, while others are roused from sleep by their superiors, scolded for hours in front of

something, don't you, Kipling Abernasy! Stirring up trouble, offering your unwelcome help everywhere! That harassment case involving the female student has been dead for years, and yet

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, 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 ride this wave to

an influx of young blood these

picked up such rhetoric from who knows where,

and scrambling for an explanation, "No, boss. With a face like mine, even if I tried to make a splash, I'd get nowhere. I just felt pity for

any evidence that

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

was sarcastic

wants to sue, let her. It's a losing battle from the start. In the end,

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 lawsuit, all's well. But if you lose, you can kiss your director position goodbye!

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

to berate me! Are you just

you? Just you wait. One day, I'll pull you down from that throne! Thinking of firing

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

Kaitlyn?

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 the face

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

and immediately checked her app for

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

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