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.

was unbearably itchy; she didn’t have the luxury to disdain Vivienne. Wiping her tears and nose, she asked between sneezes,

it, she

people left in the

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 hand. The next time his mother bothered him with trivial matters, he could just sprinkle it around the

for Isolde too. Lately, his mother’s repetitive complaints had been driving the poor girl crazy. She constantly complained to him about

an argument vanished

was already 11 A.M. Unusually enthusiastic, she suggested

lunchtime. Let’s eat

it propelled by

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

cooking skills, but apparently, that plan was thwarted. “Well, maybe next time.” Leopold and Thomas exchanged

hadn’t come along with Cecilla today. The little girl was indeed clever, despite

was Cecilia’s persistence. She regrouped

saw Cecilia, wearing

in the

pleasantries and got straight to

kindly pointed

determined steps to

and explained, “Well, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict has always been a timeless conundrum. You can’t

a grin, “if you’re worried about your fiancée being bullied by your mother, why not go up

my mother,” Percival sighed, rubbing his temples. Vivienne could be a handful. Well, let his mother

meticulously organized room. Cecilia entered just as

door open, she turned

essence in Vivienne’s hands. The morning’s sneezing fit was still fresh

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