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.

bunk

that, Percival pulled Vivienne into the room and shut the door firmly behind

now alone, shared knowing

mature adults here; there was an

the room, Percival pressed Vivienne against the wall and kissed

kiss was fervent, pouring out long-suppressed emotions as if he wished to meld

with one hand while the other wrapped tightly around

reciprocated, expressing her tenderness

the fervent beating of Percival’s heart and felt the unique intensity of his emotions, responding to them with

full of longing, yet never crossing that

asleep

…

find the comforting

sat up and heard running water from the

Percival was showering.

raced like a startled doe at

Wolf was

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

her thought, pulling the blanket over her head and giggling

that she was, in fact, just a nineteen-year-old

sitting on the bed as Percival emerged

“Good morning, Mr. Wolf.”

clearly

Vivienne felt a twinge of disappointment. She had hoped to

down and tousled her hair. “What’s on your mind, you little

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

an instant, a blush crept across

bathroom door, peeked out with a playful smile.

Percival realized he

knocked on the bathroom door, “Vivienne, while I showered, I

a toothbrush cup

deepened, and he contentedly left

was all part of

the breakfast table, where the maid had just prepared a perfect soft-boiled egg, knowing it was her

cheerfully. “Mr. Ellington insisted we make a fresh egg for you, soft in the

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