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.

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

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

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

influx of young blood these past few

such rhetoric from who knows

his weight around elsewhere, didn't dare retort, only nodding 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 Zinnia

Julian? Do you have any evidence that

his voice even louder at the 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 at the

tone was sarcastic

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

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,

by the ultimatum. Once he collected

berate me! Are you

wait. 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

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

Kaitlyn?

now, backed by the Abernathy and the Grimshaw families, you still think you can challenge me?

first rays of the sun touched the earth, the online controversy about the case had reached a fever pitch, with comments

checked her app for more vitriol against

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

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