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.

“Let it be, I’ll bunk

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

now alone, shared

adults here; there was an

Vivienne against the wall

pouring out long-suppressed emotions as if he

while the other

tenderness and

the unique intensity of his emotions,

their embrace full of longing, yet never crossing

asleep

…

Vivienne stirred, only to find the comforting warmth beside

heard

Percival was showering.

raced like

was in the

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

thought, pulling the blanket

that she was, in fact, just a

sound of water ceased, and Vivienne composed herself, sitting on the

“Good morning, Mr. Wolf.”

was dressed casually, clearly ready for an

disappointment. She had hoped to see him

tousled her hair. “What’s on your

bright eyes glinting. “I was wondering what

a blush

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

door clicked shut again, Percival realized he had

the bathroom door, “Vivienne, while

a toothbrush cup hitting the

deepened, and he contentedly left

wits was all part of

the maid had just prepared a perfect soft-boiled egg,

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

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