The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 124

Chapter 124

In the living room, as Leopold settled onto the couch, his eyes fell upon a sealed glass bottle resting on the coffee table.

“What’s this?” he asked, his curiosity piqued, as he picked it up.

“Hands off,” Vivienne warned, reaching out to reclaim it. It was the concentrated Tranquil Aroma perfume essence, too potent to touch the skin directly.

But Leopold, known for his mischief, quickly hid the bottle, flashing a sly grin. His eyes darted between Percival and Vivienne, and he teased, “Let me guess, is it something naughty, like a slippery massage oil…”

Vivienne had initially ignored his jesting, but from the corner of her eye, she saw Cecilia, who had been pursuing Stella, returning alone. She attempted to retrieve the bottle from Leopold. With a swift move, Leopold evaded her, accidentally tossing the Tranquil Aroma perfume out

of his hands. It landed with a crash at Cecilia’s feet.

Instantly, the strong fragrance filled the entire apartment, making it difficult for everyone to breathe comfortably.

Cecilia hesitated for a moment, then disregarded it, stepping over the broken glass and storming in, her voice accusing, “How could you… Achoo! Stella, she… Achoo! You… Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!”

Before she could finish her sentence, the overpowering scent triggered five consecutive sneezes, leaving her eyes moist and red.

Vivienne, feeling an unexpected pang of guilt, glared at Leopold and handed Cecilia a few

tissues.

the luxury to disdain Vivienne. Wiping her tears and nose,

she ran away,

in the living room

prepared himself for a day of incessant nagging from his mother, but a bottle of perfume managed to divert her attention. He decided that this was a great solution. He thought it was a fantastic item to have on

mother’s repetitive complaints had been driving the poor girl crazy. She constantly

an argument vanished into thin

time; it was already 11 A.M. Unusually enthusiastic,

and Thomas, it’s lunchtime. Let’s

up as it propelled by a spring, ready

need to trouble yoursel Thomas said, his face contorted in displeasure.

Vne looked disappointed. She wanted Leopold and Thomas to experience bor improved cooking skills, but apparently, that plan was thwarted. “Well, maybe next time.” Leopold and Thomas

so attached to Vivienne, hadn’t come along with Cecilla

was Cecilia’s persistence. She

Thomas opened the door and saw Cecilia, wearing a

in the living

the pleasantries and got straight to

kindly pointed the way

with determined

Percival’s stem gaze, Leopold shrugged and explained, “Well, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict has always been

you’re worried about your fiancée being bullied by your mother, why not go up and

mother,” Percival sighed, rubbing his temples. Vivienne could be a handful. Well, let his mother have a taste of her

Vivienne, having finished her meal, had retreated to the meticulously organized room. Cecilia entered just as Vivienne was contemplating the freshly

open,

Vivienne’s hands. The morning’s sneezing fit was still fresh in her mind, making

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