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.

to disdain Vivienne. Wiping her tears and nose, she asked between sneezes, “What

it, she ran away,

in the living

this was a great solution. He thought it was a fantastic item to have on hand. The next time

repetitive complaints had been driving the poor girl crazy. She constantly complained

an argument vanished

glanced at the time; it was already 11 A.M. Unusually enthusiastic, she

it’s lunchtime. Let’s eat together,

Leopold jumped up as it propelled by a spring, ready

already ordered food, it will arrive shortly. You don’t need to trouble yoursel Thomas said, his face contorted in displeasure. He swiftly placed orders on the 400

improved cooking skills, but apparently, that plan was thwarted. “Well, maybe next time.” Leopold and Thomas exchanged a silent glance, relieved that they had escaped unscathed the time. They silently vowed never to approach Percival during meal times.

understood why Isolde, who had been so attached to Vivienne, hadn’t come along with Cecilla today. The little girl was indeed clever,

was Cecilia’s persistence. She regrouped in

saw Cecilia, wearing a

in the living

skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the

pointed the way

with determined steps to find

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

about your fiancée being bullied by

mother,” Percival sighed, rubbing his temples. Vivienne could be a handful. Well, let his mother have a taste of her own medicine. He trusted Vivienne to handle the situation

meal, had retreated to the meticulously organized room. Cecilia entered

open,

she saw the perfume essence in Vivienne’s hands. The morning’s sneezing

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