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

unable to bear it, she ran

the living room exchanged

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

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

an argument vanished

glanced at the time; it was already 11 A.M.

Thomas, it’s lunchtime. Let’s eat

as it propelled by

Ive already ordered food, it will arrive shortly. You don’t need to trouble yoursel Thomas said, his face contorted

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

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 how to avoid

persistence. She regrouped

opened the door and saw Cecilia, wearing a mask, walking in,

in the living

the pleasantries

pointed the way for

determined steps

Leopold shrugged and explained, “Well, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law

a grin, “if you’re worried about your fiancée being

his temples. Vivienne could be a handful. Well, let his mother have a taste of her own medicine. He

retreated to the meticulously organized

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 her

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