Vivienne's cheeks were flushed, yet she didn't seem inclined to pull away.

Just as their hands were about to touch, a ringtone broke the moment.

Percival was visibly annoyed. "Who is it now?"

Vivienne picked up her phone, showing him the caller ID, "It's my dad."

Percival just sighed.

As soon as the call was connected, Arthur's voice came through, trying to sound cheerful. "Honey, don't forget we have a family dinner tonight. Make sure you're here."

Vivienne acknowledged with a hum, ready to end the call, but then heard Arthur add, "Wait, don't hang up..."

"What is it now?"

Arthur sounded like he was wrestling with his conscience. "Your granddad asked if, um, your friend could also come."

Percival raised an eyebrow. Friend? Was that his title now?

Arthur continued, sounding slightly bitter, "Just letting you know, it was your grandfather's idea, not mine. I never agreed to let him set foot in this house." Vivienne pinched the bridge of her nose, "We're already married, dad. Your approval isn't exactly crucial now."

Arthur was caught off guard.

He couldn't let his daughter get swept away over a guy, but he caved in a second, "I was just pulling your leg. He can come if he wants. I won't stop him." "And honey, what do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll cook..."

Vivienne hung up before he could finish.

She wasn't ready to let the dread of tomorrow's menu overshadow her day, not when the stress of it felt more daunting than undergoing surgery ten times over. Holding hands, they headed towards the car.

asked, "Mr. Wolf, are

"Absolutely!"

"It's my first official visit as part of the family. I'll need to bring a few gifts, aside from dressing up for the occasion." Vivienne couldn't help but laugh, "You've met

want your dad to

"He wouldn't dare object!"

Vivienne was confident.

carried a hint of mischief, "Then I'll use this opportunity to talk about setting a

her friend Matthew to dig into the Rama family's

Percival in, so he'd be in

texted his buddy Thomas, asking him to keep an eye on local matters, preparing

at the Linklater residence on time, Vivienne leading him by

Sasha were in the living

them warmly, "You're

greeted her as

to Arthur, saying, "Father-in-law," managing

"Still calling me 'master'

say "Mom" when Arthur, looking utterly scandalized, shouted,

nothing to him; as long as there wasn't a wedding,

the thought of his beloved daughter, whom he had cherished

seat. "He's not calling you

a

and upset. "It's not okay... You've just recognized us, and now, some random guy

wondered if he was ever going to be anything more than that in Arthur's

family drama, invited Percival to sit, dismissing Arthur's sulking, "Ignore him. He's just upset about Frost leaving the nest so soon. He can't get over it." Percival understood, but he couldn't grasp why, as a son-in-law, he had

to

experimenting with his culinary disasters in the kitchen, treating the rekindling of their father-daughter relationship

hero to a domestic chef was a narrative she

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