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, “What is this… Achoo!

unable to bear it, she ran away, sneezing all the

left in the living room exchanged puzzled

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

had been driving the poor girl crazy. She constantly complained to him

vanished into thin

the time; it was already 11 A.M.

and Thomas, it’s lunchtime. Let’s eat together,

up as it propelled by

yoursel Thomas said, his face contorted in displeasure. He swiftly placed orders

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 exchanged a

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

Cecilia’s persistence. She regrouped in the

the door and saw Cecilia, wearing

the

the pleasantries and got straight to

pointed the way for

upstairs with determined steps to

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

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

handful. Well, let his mother have a taste of her

meal, had retreated to the meticulously organized room. Cecilia entered just as Vivienne was

the door open, she

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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