Chapter 34
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Raymond was momentarily surprised.
“Sir, your headaches are back? But you haven’t had a single episode since Miss Rivers made that custom aromatherapy blend for
you. How is that possible. ?”
Percy froze “Stellar made an aromatherapy blend? What are you talking about?”
Raymond hesitated for a moment before answering. “The scent she used to infuse into your clothes every day.
“Oh, and there was also some in your car–it was hidden inside the charm that came with the lucky cat figurine she gave you.
“Miss Rivers blended the fragrance herself, and none of us knew the exact formula.”
Percy’s head snapped up.
Since Stellar left, the household staff had been handling his clothes. The familiar scent had disappeared, replaced by something different.
And his car….
His gaze flicked to the dashboard.
The spot where the small good luck charm had once sat was now occupied by a tacky golden saint statue–something Yvonne insisted on replacing it with after throwing the original one away
Raymond kept talking, but Percy had already tuned out, his entire body rigid with realization.
His head pounded violently, the pain growing sharper by the second.
Without another word, he ended the call and turned to see Yvonne still clutching her jaw, scowling from the pain of biting her
tongue.
A surge of frustration and fury boiled inside him, his expression turning ice–cold.
Yvonne finally snapped out of her own discomfort and was about to lash out at him, but his darkened expression made her hold back
“You’ve got a headache? Do you want me to get you something for it?” she asked, forcing herself to sound concerned.
Percy’s voice was low and dangerous. “Tell me, what did you do with that lucky cat?”
Yvonne’s face instantly fell.
So, he wasn’t upset because he was feeling unwell–he was thinking about Stellar again?
Irritation flared in her chest, and her patience snapped.
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“Why are you even asking about that cheap little thing? I replaced it with something far better! Look at the golden saint–it’s
elegant, expensive, and worth much more! You should be thanking me.
“That useless trinket? I threw it in the trash where it belonged
“Enough!
Percy’s patience shattered.
He slammed his palm against the steering wheel, his skull feeling like it was about to split open.
“Don’t ever touch my things again! Get out!!
Yvonne’s eyes widened in shock
He was yelling at her over a stupid figurine.
“Percy, have you lost your mind-
“I said get out!” His voice was razor–sharp with pain and anger. “And if you don’t, don’t even think about me helping with your project”
Yvonne’s face turned crimson with rage.
She clenched her fists, seething, but in the end, she had no choice.
With a furious huff, she shoved the door open and stormed out.
Ever since returning to the Harlow family, Yvonne had never been humiliated like this by a man.
“Percy Moore, just you wait,” she thought in frustration.
Once the project was back in the Harlow family’s hands, she’d make sure he paid for this.
Inside the car.
Percy rolled down the window, hoping the fresh air would help, but the splitting pain in his head refused to subside.
Without the aromatherapy scent, without the sachet in his car, driving was impossible.
Feeling frustrated, he pulled out his phone and sent a message to Raymond, telling him to bring the painkillers over
Raymond arrived in less than fifteen minutes, handing over the medication
Percy grabbed the bottle and was about to Lass a pill into his mouth when Raymond hesitated.
“Sir, about that medication…”
Percy shot him an impatient look. “What now?”
Raymond looked uncomfortable but had no choice but to say it
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“Sir, your condition is genetic, which is why the medication is specially formulated. But if you take it long–term… well, it could
affect certain functions.”
He cleared his throat awkwardly and briefly glanced downward.
Percy was speechless.
His grip on the pill bottle tightened.
Why the hell was he just hearing about this now?
He was only twenty–five–too damn young for that kind of problem.
There was no way in hell he was taking this
But without it, the pain was unbearable.
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