The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 792

Vivienne's fingers, long and slender, grazed the hem of his pajama top, causing the loose button to give way and revealing the solid chest beneath.

Vivienne shifted, resting her head on his shoulder, "I never had any intention of going."

She gave a muffled groan as his hands began to roam over her, "Tomorrow, we've got other, more important matters to attend to."

Percival arched an eyebrow, "Oh? Like what?"

With a light chuckle, Vivienne's long legs swung over, positioning her atop him. Her eyes, seductive as she smiled, the crimson at the corners enough to make Percival's Adam's apple bob twice in quick succession.

Noticing his movement, Vivienne's smile grew, "Mr. Wolf, you still owe me for this month's dues."

As her words trailed off, Percival's lips captured the remaining whispers. Beneath the inky expanse of the duvet, the contours rose and fell.

The boundless fervor of spring spread throughout the master bedroom, while outside, even the moon shyly hid behind the clouds.

But.

For some, joy abounds; for others, woes mount.

Some revel in the tumult of passion, while others are roused from sleep by their superiors, scolded for hours in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

fury he couldn't vent on Vivienne upon Kipling, sparing no courtesy, "You really think you're something, don't you, Kipling Abernasy! Stirring up trouble, offering your unwelcome help everywhere! That harassment case involving the female student

costs at north side? Complaint letters are piling up here, and at this critical moment, you choose to slack off and play dumb?! And you're running around over Zinnia's case?! Can't sit still in your director's chair, eh? Hoping to ride this

of young blood these

having picked up such rhetoric from who knows where, lambasted Kipling with

only nodding and scrambling for an explanation, "No, boss. With a face like mine, even if I tried to make a splash, I'd get nowhere. I just felt pity for Zinnia and her daughter, wanted to lend a hand. After all, that kid's

any evidence that her suicide attempt was because of

talents, Kipling, maybe I should ask the Public Security Bureau to take you in! But they wouldn't want you either. Someone who bases their investigations on guesswork could cause countless miscarriages of

tone was sarcastic and

"Superintendent, isn't the truth of the matter obvious? Besides, if Kaitlyn wants to sue, let her. It's a losing battle from the start. In the end, it might

death by Kipling's audacity. He paced the study several times, his gaze catching the online uproar. He stopped and sneered, "Alright, you say you want to do the department a favor,

the other end, Kipling was taken aback by the ultimatum. Once he collected himself, his

berate me! Are you

wait. One day, I'll pull you down from that throne! Thinking of firing me? We'll

his eyes. He watched the

Kaitlyn?

ago. And now, backed by the Abernathy and the Grimshaw families, you still think you can challenge me? Just wait and see! I'll show

the case had reached a fever pitch, with comments from all sides-insults, skepticism,

up and immediately checked her app for more vitriol against

she sensed something off-someone dared to sue Kipling,

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