Percival ended the call with a snap.

He tapped the back of the driver’s seat. “Thomas, write up an apology.”

Thomas nearly choked on his own spit, glancing at the rear-view mirror. “Yes, sir.”

One rank up in the hierarchy could crush a man, and boy, did Thomas get that now!

Percival drew Vivienne back into his embrace, his fingertips gently caressing the palm of her hand, “What are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking I should pay Jasper a visit,” Vivienne answered, her expression unreadable.

Percival was on the same page. “Thomas, drive us to the Perez residence.”

Soon enough, Thomas pulled the car to the curb near the Perez residence.

“Sure you don’t need me to come with you?” Percival asked.

Vivienne shook her head. “No need. I can manage on my own.”

Percival did not insist, watching as Vivienne headed toward the stately Perez mansion and then signaling Thomas to drive off.

As Vivienne walked, the air carried the faint scent of locust blossoms.

Jasper had good taste, that was for sure. Even though he had bought the mansion on a whim, its location was prime—tucked away amidst the chaos, surrounded by natural locust trees.

When the wind blew, the whole courtyard was fragrant.

Approaching the Perez Mansion, Vivienne took out her phone.

On it was a report from Matthew, sent the night before.

A paternity test report between her and Yuri.

The results showed a 58.99% probability of a parental relationship—affirming a blood connection.

That number was enough proof of her kinship with the Perez family. At the very least, Yuri could be her uncle.

But she could not be entirely sure.

After all, this was a test with Yuri, not with Jasper, and neither was it a test for her mother and Jasper.

her mother mention

feel a mix of

could get her mother’s DNA, she would definitely

turned off her phone and stepped

of sharing the

waiting for that result—if it matched, it would

if it

that would

at

the bell, and the grand gate swung open before she could announce herself through

arms—hard to tell if it was Natalie or Jasmine—greeted her, “I thought my eyes were playing tricks

the courtyard by

scar on the child’s face, probably from a

here?” Vivienne could not

is still sulking because she

chubby cheek, “But remember, sisters

have siblings of her own and

and nodded earnestly, taking Vivienne’s finger and

really likes you,”

Natalie into her

no longer upset, cuddling against

in the front

little granddaughter, “Jasmine, your sister didn’t beat you, so why

upon seeing Vivienne holding Natalie, pouting and gesturing towards Vivienne, her little

warm feeling

only she

said as she sat opposite him, scooping Jasmine into

just like Natalie, clearly very fond of

moments ago were now holding hands. “Are you going to make

and Jasmine seemed to understand and hugged each

felt a warmth

then these girls were her

them, the more she liked

Zelda took the

“Sure,

said, “So, Vivienne, what brings

recounted the call with Micah to

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