The kiss lasted a long time, stirring a flurry of tiny sparks within Percival that threatened to engulf his sanity.
His slender fingers traced a path across Vivienne's skin.
Vivienne felt a sudden heat surge through her body. After snapping back to reality, she lifted her leg and kicked in Percival's direction.
"Ouch!"
Percival winced. "Vivienne, are you trying to murder your husband?"
Vivienne's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red as embarrassment flickered across her delicate face. She adjusted the neckline of her dress that had been pulled open. "Mr. Wolf! You've crossed the line!"
Had she been spoiling Percival too much recently?
His boldness was escalating, and he was daringly venturing further and further.
Just as she was contemplating how to teach Percival a lesson, she noticed his gaze fall on her chest.
Vivienne lifted her hand to slap him, only to have it gently held by Percival.
"Stop."
He reached out to grasp the pendant hanging around Vivienne's neck.
It had been revealed during their playful tussle.
He reached to his own neck, pulling out another pendant that was identical to hers, and held them together.
The two halves of the pendant, when joined together, formed a key.
Vivienne furrowed her brows. "A key?"
Percival's deep, alluring eyes narrowed slightly. They both knew each other had a piece of the pendant, but they had never thought that when put together, they would form a key.
He fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Did your mother leave anything that needed to be locked up?"
Vivienne shook her head. "No."
Her mother had only told her where to find the potion.
She had already obtained the potions from Dorian and Anna. Additionally, she had one in her possession, making three in total. Her mother had revealed to her that there were only two potions. Clearly, her mother hadn't told her the whole truth.
So far, she had found out that there were at least six potions.
What was this lock that her mother had left behind supposed to open?
Vivienne's eyes narrowed for a moment, then she looked towards the courtyard of the Brooks Mansion as her gaze turned deep and thoughtful. "I have underestimated him."
"Don't worry. The fox will eventually show its tail." Percival's eyes narrowed as his demeanor suddenly turned cold.
Anyone who harmed Vivienne’s mother would pay the price.
Vivienne nodded, not saying anything more.
The flirtatious atmosphere between them had suddenly vanished.
"Get some rest." Percival said softly.
...
The next day.
As soon as Vivienne woke up, there was a knock on the door.
She opened the door to find Percival leaning against the wall with an expression of helplessness on his stoic face.
Vivienne raised an eyebrow. "What's up?"
Percival pinched his temple and held up his phone to Vivienne.
"Are you even listening to what I'm saying? When are you going to bring Vivienne back? If you can't handle this small task, don't ever call yourself my grandson!"
On the screen, Richard was lecturing Percival, and his brows were furrowed in frustration.
"Vivienne?" Richard was in the middle of his tirade when he suddenly saw Vivienne. His expression immediately softened, and his eyes crinkled into a smile. "Why don't you come over to your grandfather's place? I've prepared some delicious food and fun activities for you."
"Sounds good." Vivienne softly smiled at him.
Upon hearing Vivienne accept, Richard couldn't contain his joy. He stopped his lecture and hung up the call to instruct the household staff on what to prepare.
Finally free from his grandfather's nagging, Percival chuckled and said to Vivienne, "Looks like the ugly bride is finally going to meet her in-laws."
Although they had met before, this was their first official visit.
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