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

room and shut

alone, shared

adults here; there was an unspoken

pressed Vivienne against the wall and

emotions as if he wished to

Vivienne’s slender wrists with one hand while the other wrapped tightly around her waist, their embrace intense yet

expressing her tenderness and adoration

heart and felt the unique intensity of his emotions, responding to

other tightly, their embrace full of longing, yet never crossing

asleep

…

Vivienne stirred, only to find the comforting warmth beside

and heard

Percival was showering.

alert, her heart raced like a startled doe at

Wolf was

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

blushed at her thought, pulling the blanket over her head

she was, in

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

“Good morning, Mr. Wolf.”

was dressed casually, clearly

disappointment. She had hoped to see

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

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

instant, a blush crept across

at the bathroom door, peeked out with

the door clicked shut again, Percival

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

toothbrush cup hitting

and he contentedly left

was all

at the breakfast table, where the maid had just prepared a perfect soft-boiled egg,

a fresh egg for you, soft in the middle, just how you like it. Here it is, nice and warm. Eat up before

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