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.

itchy; she didn’t have the luxury to disdain Vivienne. Wiping her tears and nose,

she ran away,

people left in the living

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

some for Isolde too. Lately, his mother’s repetitive complaints had been driving

an argument vanished into

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

Thomas, it’s lunchtime. Let’s eat together, I’ll

jumped up as it propelled by a spring,

yoursel Thomas said, his face contorted in displeasure. He swiftly placed orders on the 400 NOVING Iuch attention to the items, as

Leopold and

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

Cecilia’s persistence.

and saw Cecilia, wearing a

in the living room

skipped the pleasantries and got straight to the

kindly pointed the way

with determined

shrugged and explained, “Well, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict has always been a timeless conundrum.

with 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

having finished her meal, had retreated to the meticulously organized

open,

in Vivienne’s hands. The morning’s sneezing fit was

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