The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 505

Vivienne massaged her forehead, utterly flabbergasted by Maddox’s thoughtfulness.

It was beyond thoughtful—it was downright invasive!

Grinding her teeth, she snapped a picture with her phone and sent it to Jasper.

“Grandpa, please extend my thanks to Uncle Maddox!”

In the stillness of the night, Maddox, lounging in a bath at home and gazing at a photo of his beloved Willa, suddenly felt a chill he had never experienced before.

The next second, his phone rang—it was his dad, Jasper.

Maddox spent the entire night weathering a storm of Jasper’s blistering reprimands, not one word repeated.

…

Vivienne instructed the maid to return her bedroom to its normal state and to escort Percival to his room.

The maid looked at Vivienne uneasily. “Miss, we only prepared one guest room. The others aren’t ready—there’s not even bedding.”

Just one room?

In a mansion this size, there was only one room available?

You’ve got to be kidding!

Noticing the change in Vivienne’s expression, the maid slowly explained, “Miss, we were notified by Master Maddox too late, so we didn’t have time to prepare. Usually, it’s just us here tending to the house—we weren’t expecting to accommodate any guests.”

Luckily, the staff had the foresight to prepare a clean set of sheets and blankets, preventing the pink surprise from continuing.

But even the staff had not anticipated that Vivienne and Percival would sleep separately.

Thus, there was only one room available.

The maid apologetically smiled. “It wouldn’t be proper to have Mr. Ellington stay in the servants’ quarters.”

Indeed, it would not be suitable for Percival to stay in a servant’s room—not to mention displacing one of the staff.

be, I’ll bunk

Vivienne into the room and shut the door firmly behind

maids, now alone, shared

mature adults here; there

against the wall and kissed

out long-suppressed emotions as if he wished to meld her into

wrists with one hand while the other wrapped tightly around her waist, their embrace

her tenderness

the unique intensity of

full of longing, yet never crossing that final

fell asleep entwined, fingers

…

stirred, only to find the comforting warmth

heard running water from the

Percival was showering.

her heart raced like a startled

Wolf was in the

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

her thought, pulling the blanket over her head

was, in fact, just

sitting on the

“Good morning, Mr. Wolf.”

casually, clearly

disappointment. She had hoped to see him in a

and tousled her hair. “What’s on your

close, her bright eyes glinting. “I was wondering what Mr. Wolf thinks about

blush crept across

the bathroom door, peeked out with a playful smile. “I’m going

Percival realized he

he knocked on the bathroom door, “Vivienne, while I showered, I was thinking

sound of a toothbrush cup hitting the

he

game of wits was

table, where the maid

soft in the middle, just how you like it. Here it is, nice and

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