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

to bear it, she ran away, sneezing all the

four people left in the living room exchanged puzzled

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

he should prepare some for Isolde too. Lately, his mother’s repetitive complaints had

argument vanished into thin

the time; it was already 11

and Thomas, it’s lunchtime. Let’s eat

Leopold jumped up as it propelled by a spring, ready to

shortly. You don’t need to trouble yoursel Thomas said, his face contorted in displeasure. He swiftly placed orders

to experience bor improved cooking skills, but apparently, that plan was thwarted. “Well, maybe next time.” Leopold and Thomas exchanged a silent glance, relieved

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

was Cecilia’s persistence. She regrouped in the

opened the door and saw Cecilia,

the living

skipped the pleasantries and got

pointed the way

determined steps to find

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

my 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

retreated to the meticulously organized room. Cecilia entered just as Vivienne was contemplating

the door open,

a step back when she saw the perfume essence in Vivienne’s hands. The morning’s sneezing fit was still fresh in her mind, making

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