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Percival watched Vivienne disappear into the building before starting his car and driving away.
Along the drive, he dialed Thomas.
“Check out the Perez family. Don’t miss a soul, not even a pet—especially those who’ve passed on or
gone missing. No stone unturned,” he instructed with a sense of urgency.
Thomas did not ask for details, simply acknowledging the order before hanging up.
Despite comforting Vivienne earlier, Percival could not shake his doubts. If it had anything to do with
the Perez family, Vivienne was inevitably entangled in the web.
After all, the person who tampered with Vivienne’s paternity test was still at large.
…
The next day, Percival parked outside Vivienne’s place before the crack of dawn, and she soon
emerged, surprisingly skipping her usual lie-in.
“Mom whipped up some fusion breakfast for you. Give it a go,” Percival said, handing her a food
container as she climbed into the car. Inside was a twist on the classic: buttery English muffins stuffed
with fried eggs, accompanied by slices of tomato.
Vivienne took a bite, pleasantly surprised by the flavor.
“Did your mom make this?” she asked between bites.
Percival sighed. “Sort of. She cut the muffins herself, but Dad had to fry the eggs. Last time mom tried,
she turned the eggs into charcoal.”
Vivienne could picture it all too well; after all, she had her own culinary disasters. Her mother had to
ban her from the kitchen before she finally gave up.
They arrived at the Perez Mansion to the sound of crying—but it was not Natalia or Yasmine, nor was it
Zelda.
Walking in, the sight of a flashy sports car in the driveway gave it all away.
Maddox was here, along with a woman, judging by the weeping. Maddox was not the one crying, that
was for sure.
Zelda was outside, perfecting her strawberry cake recipe, finally mastering the art of separating whites
from yolks. She halted Vivienne at the door.
“What’s going on?” Vivienne inquired.
“Wait out here a sec. It’s quite the scene inside. Been crying since sunrise,” Zelda said, evidently
annoyed by the commotion.
Zelda was usually easygoing, never showing disdain or giving anyone the cold shoulder. Whoever was
causing such a reaction must have been quite the handful.
Respecting Zelda’s hint, Vivienne sat in the yard, watching as Zelda continued her battle or rather, her
study of cream ratios.
Soon, a familiar voice called from the gate.
“Is that my darling niece? I saw your car! I’ve been waiting!”
Zelda looked up, “Your Uncle Maddox’s here. He’s been hollering about seeing you. I told him you’d be
by today, and that’s the only thing that calmed him down. Man, he’s annoying.”
Though Zelda spoke with a hint of exasperation, her smile starkly contrasted with the sobbing inside.
Maddox approached Vivienne with a bouquet and an assortment of pastries, saying, “Long time no
see. Missed your uncle?”
“Sure have,” Vivienne replied with a smile, reaching for the flowers only to have Percival intercept
them.
No way he was going to let Vivienne accept another man’s flowers, family or not.
Maddox looked on with approval. “Ah, you’ve got my spirit! A jealous man is a good man!”
Yuri, who could not take any more, said, “Maddox, that’s enough. Go inside and make yourself useful
before folks think there’s a real tragedy in our family.”
Zelda nodded. “Yeah, Maddox, cut the act and help out.”
Maddox sighed. “Zelda, that cake will never get done at this rate!”
Zelda nearly splattered the not-quite-right cream all over Maddox in frustration.
Luckily for him, he was quick on his feet.
Vivienne could not help but laugh. Maddox was nothing like a typical older brother.
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Within a minute of Maddox entering the house, the crying stopped, and out he came with a woman
pushing Jasper in his wheelchair, a smile blooming on Jasper’s face at the sight of Vivienne. “Vivienne,
come here. I want you to meet someone.”
As Vivienne approached, Jasper introduced the woman behind him, “This is Diana Perez, my
goddaughter, a few years younger than Sasha. Diana, meet Vivienne.”
Diana stepped forward and embraced Vivienne warmly. “Vivienne, I’m Auntie Diana. I wanted to visit
you in Sea City, but Maddox said you were busy. I’m glad I finally met you.”
Vivienne bristled at the sudden intimacy from a stranger, but in Jasper’s presence, she held her tongue.
“Nice to meet you, Auntie Diana,” she greeted, noting Diana’s red eyes from crying.
Maddox pulled Vivienne aside and said, “Diana, you were six when Sasha was around. Do you really
remember her that well?”
Jasper lightly tapped Maddox with his cane. “Stop bullying your sister.”
Maddox did not respond but handed Vivienne back to Percival, adding, “Take care of your woman. You
can’t let just anyone touch her.”
Diana’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Maddox’s words were too specific.
Percival stepped in with a chuckle, protecting Vivienne close to his side.
Jasper rolled his eyes at Maddox, fully aware of his sons’ less-than-warm attitudes towards Diana. New
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Despite the years, they never seemed to change, and no amount of talking did any good.
He could not quite put his finger on what Maddox did not like about Diana.
“Vivienne, I’ve brought you a little something,” Maddox said as he reached into his car and pulled out a
gift box, handing it over to Vivienne.
Inside was a jeweled hairpin, exquisitely crafted, with clearly top-notch stones.
A knowing smile spread across Vivienne’s face. “I love it.”
She lifted the hairpin, feeling its weight, and upon closer inspection, she discovered a hidden blade!
“Keep it with you. These vintage styles are making a comeback, and you’ll look stunning with this,”
Maddox said with a grin.
Yuri had briefed Maddox about the mysterious note and Vesper. This gift to Vivienne was more than
just an accessory; it was a means of self-defense.
