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.

deeply. “Let it be, I’ll bunk with Vivienne. You may retire

that, Percival pulled Vivienne into the room and

alone,

here; there was an unspoken

against the wall and kissed

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

while the other wrapped tightly around her

expressing her tenderness and adoration in full

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

embrace full of longing, yet never crossing

asleep

…

morning, Vivienne stirred, only to find the comforting

sat up and heard running water from the

Percival was showering.

heart raced like a

Wolf was in

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

blanket over

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

Vivienne composed herself, sitting on the bed as Percival emerged

“Good morning, Mr. Wolf.”

dressed casually, clearly ready for an

twinge of disappointment. She had hoped to

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

arched an eyebrow and leaned in close, her bright eyes glinting. “I was

blush crept across Percival’s chiseled

out with a playful smile. “I’m going to freshen

door clicked shut again, Percival realized he had been

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

of a toothbrush cup hitting

he

game of wits was all part

Vivienne joined Percival at the breakfast table, where the maid

you’re awake,” 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

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