Gillian was teetering on the brink of reason. The potency of the drugged aroma filling the room was enough to trigger tsunamis of the mind with a mere whiff.
With a fevered motion, Gillian kicked off the blankets wrapped around her, tugging at Patrick's sleeve with a hazy consciousness. "It’s so hot, so incredibly hot."
Her stunning figure was on full display, leaving nothing to the imagination of the onlookers.
From a distance, Vivienne and Anna stood side by side, watching the scene unfold.
"Damn, she's got a killer body," Vivienne remarked, her eyes then shifting to Anna's less curvaceous form. "Ah, well."
Anna blushed. "Ms. Vivienne, please, behave yourself!"
"Girl, I didn’t even say anything. Why are you turning red?" Vivienne teased, playfully tilting Anna's chin.
Anna stepped back, quickly tapping into Percival's comms, "Captain Wolf, where are you?"
Percival clipped the last yellow wire, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. "Get over here. I’ve found the new bomb."
Vivienne and Anna's expressions darkened, the jesting gone in an instant. They fought through the crowd and burst into the guest room.
By then, Patrick had knocked Gillian out and re-wrapped her in the blankets.
He was utterly clueless about what was happening!
Mara was equally bewildered. What on earth was going on?
Why had Gillian been thrown out, and what were Vivienne and that waiter doing going back in?
Was Gillian not supposed to be drugged with Percival by now, having...
Back in the room, Percival examined the new bomb, now defused in his hands.
Vivienne approached, her expression relaxing.
This undetonated bomb was a major breakthrough – it would save them a fortune and a ton of effort!
The development of this new bomb and the detector had been burning through cash like water.
Even with the backing of the Perez family, Vivienne could not just stay entirely out of it and not pay a penny, and she had spent a fortune.
But now, with this prototype in hand, there was no need to keep dissecting bomb structures. They could just program the design into the detector!
"Mr. Wolf, you're amazing!" Vivienne handed the bomb to Anna, then flung herself into Percival's arms, planting several firm kisses on his face.
Oh, the money – rosy-cheeked and lovely!
A visibly relieved Percival managed a smile, ruffling Vivienne's hair affectionately, "This reward alone isn't enough."
Vivienne hopped onto Percival, wrapping her legs around his waist, her forehead pressed against his, her voice laced with mischief. "Is this reward enough?"
Percival, carrying Vivienne's weight, swallowed hard. His Adam's apple bobbed.
This woman was pushing him to his limits.
If this kept up, he might be unable to hold back any longer.
Anna, on the sidelines, wished she could vanish into thin air.
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