On the road.

Percival eyed Vivienne as she scrutinized the business card, feeling a twinge of jealousy. “Is it that fascinating, Vivienne?”

Vivienne replied crisply, “It is.”

“What’s so fascinating about a business card?” Percival could not hide the sourness in his voice.

Finally, Vivienne looked up, locking eyes with him as she said deliberately, “It’s not the card that’s fascinating. It’s the man.”

Percival felt his teeth grind, fists clenched tight.

Yet, he could not lash out.

In the end, as Vivienne chuckled at the look on his face, Percival’s frustration only grew.

“Alright, you’ve got jokes now, huh?” He muttered before leaning in, mindful to protect the back of her head.

Vivienne wrapped her arms around his waist, and a few fiery kisses ensued before they parted.

She teased, blowing in his direction, “Smell that? Is it tinged with a hint of jealousy?”

His fingers ran through her hair as he gazed into her eyes. “Yes, I can’t stand the thought of you with any other man.”

Vivienne pulled him closer, whispering seductively, “I wasn’t finished. The man is handsome, but not as much as you.”

Percival’s heart swelled as if coated with honey.

Once back at the Brooks Mansion, Vivienne went to her room.

With Scott missing and the whole Judith debacle, the elders were too preoccupied with corporate affairs, and the younger ones had their own lives to lead, leaving Vivienne to her own devices.

in bed, she pulled out Yuri’s

found him agreeable, almost familiar, as if

phone rang; it was

someone’s been digging into your background, but the trail is cold,

right, let them dig.

knew her privacy was impenetrable to those she wished to

in with a strawberry shortcake, “Cake time,

are you here?” Vivienne asked, sitting up, her lethargy

could not take his eyes off

that Vivienne gave him a different feeling every time he

was only dumbstruck by her beauty. Later, he was awed by her gaming

presented the shortcake, “You promised to join the team for the

furrowed, “I did

the infants had pushed the

took a bite. “Not as good as Mr. Wolf’s, but hard to go wrong with strawberry

dessert,

see the message? It’s

She asked, surprised since E-sports events rarely

old lady,” Aaron said, lowering his voice,

laughed at his choice

How could it

The property’s closed, and they could not find another

for three days, Timothy had taken over, but he lacked his brother’s finesse, leaving

with the cake, Aaron offered her a glass of

“So, where is the

E-sport Hotel,” Aaron

largest gaming hotels, famous for hosting international E-sports

“When is it?”

after tomorrow. Can you make

gaze was

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