The Million-Dollar Heart

Back at the house, Percival set about tidying up the array of dishes on the table before making a special treat for the bedroom.

He whipped up a batch of strawberry oatmeal, knowing well that Vivienne had a soft spot for the sweet berry.

Curious, Vivienne asked, "Mr. Wolf, what's cooking? I can catch a hint of strawberry in the air."

Handing her the bowl, Percival let Vivienne take in the sight of the oatmeal generously topped with strawberries, prompting a chuckle from her. "How did you come up with this?"

With a smile, he replied, "Couldn't let us both go hungry, especially without adding in something you love."

The strawberry oatmeal went down with ease, thanks to Vivienne's fondness for the fruit.

After wiping her mouth with a napkin, she turned to Mr. Wolf, "So, Mr. Wolf, how did things go today? What's the word from above?"

Percival took the bowl from her, "They suggested we hold off on pressing too hard on Abigail. Pushing her into a corner might backfire. They believe observing for a while longer could lead to a better chance to catch her." Vivienne fell silent, harboring a premonition that Abigail wasn't one to give up easily.

Such ambition wouldn't miss any opportunity, no matter how slim, only to return more fiercely.

Seizing the moment, Vivienne briefed Percival on the situation with the Wright family.

Percival's gaze darkened, his thoughts aligning with Vivienne's, "Given Abigail's ambition, those trivialities wouldn't interest her."

"However, before handing it over to the higher-ups, it might be worth letting the master take a look."

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, "Is there a problem with the items?"

Percival pursed his lips, "The master has been investigating Abigail's background; he might recognize something."

Vivienne nodded; the master was currently away from the Perez family.

They could have Draven photograph the items and send them to the master for review.

Moreover, she planned to interrogate Declan Edwards tomorrow.

Any unforeseen findings could also be relayed to the master.

She was certain that Declan, silent until now, must have had deeper dealings with Abigail.

about to call Draven to arrange things, Percival stopped her, "Hold off on that. Uncle Maddox called me on the way home, mentioning that my

nodded, "Seems like a spur-of-the-moment trip, hence no

does Uncle Maddox need from

Percival could answer, Vivienne's phone rang

gesture from Percival, he left

tinged with urgency, "Vivienne, you've got to help me out here. I get your folks wanted some alone time, but why pick now to disappear? I've been practically camping out at the Linklater place, and they just up and turned their phones off." Vivienne, trying to get to the heart of the matter, urged,

set her terms: either Sasha is there for the engagement or

Vivienne was speechless.

had popped the

urgency, "Can't get ahold of them, and the hotel is on my back. If I don't find someone soon, all my efforts this month are wasted. Willa's leaving town for business in a few days; we're running out of time." Vivienne realized

Maddox, maybe postpone the

"No way!"

have them back for my engagement party, or I'll start making daily scenes at the Linklater's." Vivienne sighed, knowing Maddox's determination could

outright deny his request, imagining the

don't get your hopes

her mother, if she wished to avoid disturbances, even the Perez family's resources wouldn't uncover a trace of her. Their only chance lay with the

those two out and about, even

Maddox was desperate enough to reach out

Percival reentered, Vivienne just finished the call,

"What's wrong?" he asked.

shared, "Uncle Maddox is getting engaged and insists my mom

tried their numbers, to no

chuckled softly, "Coincidentally, Leopold has

up, "He's getting engaged

Percival's smile

held a hint of

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Vivienne's smile twitched involuntarily.

surprisingly swift. But now,

be present in person. Could she possibly be in two places at once? Percival placed his hands gently on either side of her temples, pressing lightly,