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

Vivienne into the room and shut the door firmly behind

alone, shared knowing

all mature adults here; there was an

against the wall

fervent, pouring out long-suppressed emotions as if he wished

Vivienne’s slender wrists with one hand while the other wrapped

her tenderness and

the fervent beating of Percival’s heart and felt the unique

tightly, their embrace full of longing, yet

asleep entwined,

…

morning, Vivienne stirred, only to find the comforting

and heard running water

Percival was showering.

alert, her heart raced like a startled doe at the

was

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

the blanket over her head

that she was, in fact, just a

Vivienne composed herself, sitting on the bed as Percival emerged from the

“Good morning, Mr. Wolf.”

was dressed casually, clearly

fleeting moment, Vivienne felt a twinge of disappointment. She had hoped to

hair. “What’s on your mind, you little

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

an instant, a blush crept across

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

door clicked shut again, Percival

on the bathroom door, “Vivienne, while

toothbrush cup hitting the

grin deepened, and he contentedly left the

wits was all

table, where the maid had

the maid greeted her cheerfully. “Mr. Ellington insisted we make a fresh egg for you, soft in the middle, just how you like it. Here it is, nice and warm. Eat

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