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.

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

comments made his blood boil, "Her parents making a scene is one thing, but what's with you, causing a ruckus?! With all your selfless dedication, why don't you address the sky-high meal 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

influx of young blood these

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

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

have any evidence that her suicide attempt was

"With your 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

tone was sarcastic

of the matter obvious? Besides, if Kaitlyn wants to sue, let her. It's a losing battle from the start. In the end, it

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, huh? Well, let me tell you, if you win this lawsuit, all's well. But if you lose,

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

to berate me! Are you

from that throne! Thinking of firing me? We'll see about that! I want to see if you've got

clenched his phone tightly, a fierce light glinting in his

Kaitlyn?

And now, backed by the Abernathy and the Grimshaw families, you still think you can challenge me? Just wait and see! I'll show you that in the face of absolute power,

the online controversy about the case had reached a fever pitch, with comments from all sides-insults,

and immediately checked her app for more vitriol

sensed something off-someone dared to

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