The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne chuckled and set little Thaddeus on the ground before greeting Astrid and Alfred with a friendly nod.

No sooner had she sat down than Cordelia began to fuss over her with a mother's concern.

"Vivienne, dear, has the Brooks family been skimping on the meals? You look like you've slimmed down," she said, her eyes brimming with worry. "I'll have to fix you up with some extra helpings of meat to get you some proper nutrients.

If it's too much, you could always come back home. Your father's business is picking up, and we've got plenty of room. No need to stay with the Brooks and put up with any hardships!" Cordelia's voice cracked as she spoke, her eyes reddening at the thought.

She would never have let Vivienne suffer with the Brooks family if they had not been down on their luck when they arrived in Rivenwood.

With Scott missing, despite the Brooks family keeping a tight lid on the news, whispers had traveled through the business community. Without her biological father at home, the Brooks family likely treated Vivienne like an afterthought.

Cordelia's heart ached just thinking about it.

Why did such a sweet child have to go through so much hardship?

Astrid quickly handed Cordelia a tissue, comforting her, "Mom, it's good that Vivienne is here. We should be celebrating being together."

Cordelia sniffled. "Yes, you're right. If you could come home more often, we'd have even more time together."

Astrid playfully stuck out her tongue. "Vivienne, I can't cheer her up. Your turn."

Thaddeus piped up from the side. "Mommy's crying! Does she want cake?"

Alfred ruffled Thaddeus' hair. "Looks to me like someone else is angling for cake!"

"I am not!" protested Thaddeus, though his expression gave him away.

Their banter lightened the mood considerably.

for a hearty barbeque, and Dorian was in high spirits, perhaps indulging a

to hint at Alfred about

message was implicitly directed at Percival, though Cordelia did not dare meddle too directly. It was not out of fear but rather because Percival had an intimidating presence, almost as

would have protested, "Me? Never! I'm

clung to Percival, saying, "You better treat our Vivienne

boldness. He would not

her father. "Dad, why would Mr. Ellington treat Vivienne poorly? Don't worry yourself over

understanding that Dorian was just

promising, "Don't worry, Dad. I

Percival, "Sorry about that. Dad

Percival replied with a

at Vivienne, hesitating for a moment before saying, "Vivienne, I owe you thanks. I can't always be here because of work,

little embarrassed, Astrid's eyes

smile was gentle as she replied, "We're family. No

we're family," Astrid said,

wrapped an arm around her. "You're definitely your mother's daughter,

Astrid teased, unable to hide

said, "I'll stay

just give me

Percival gently ruffled her hair, his voice as soothing as a gentle stream. "What

was just thinking...someone is getting impatient again, Mr. Wolf. My enemies seem to be lacking in intelligence. What should I do?" Percival was

arms around her waist from behind, whispering close to her ear, "Let's see how long this enemy

hand on his tempting lips, her tone teasing. "I

voice deep and magnetic. "Give them one round

is," Vivienne agreed, smiling

suggested they walk it off nearby to

when they

are you doing here?" Aaron's excitement

soon as he noticed Percival