The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 463

Vivienne glanced over and could not help but marvel.

"Damn, he's handsome!"

Mr. Wolf was not wrong; Flynn was a knockout!

He had that refined, aristocratic charm with just a hint of rebellion-undeniably attractive.

A different breed from Percival entirely.

But she still thought Mr. Wolf was the handsomest of them all.

That did not stop her from acknowledging Flynn's appeal, though.

"Gorgeous," Vivienne said, stars practically twinkling in her eyes.

There it was, her weakness for a pretty face had kicked in!

Isolde wrapped her arms around Vivienne's neck, her tiny finger pressed to her lips, "Shh, Percival can't hear you call another man handsome, though I admit, Uncle Flynn is quite a looker." Vivienne flipped to another photo—this one a selfie.

The girl in it was turned away, her back to Flynn, who was facing the camera, her hair cascading down like a waterfall.

Isolde peeked at the picture and said, "That's Uncle Flynn's girlfriend. I adore her hair-it's like a cascade."

Vivienne nodded, about to say more when Percival snatched the phone away.

His fingers danced over the screen, swiftly deleting Flynn from Cecilia's photo album.

Cecilia yelped, giving Percival a playful slap. "Hey, what are you doing deleting your uncle?!"

In a fit of jealousy, Percival plucked Isolde from Vivienne's embrace, swiped a few snack bags, and whisked Vivienne away.

Isolde stared at the half-empty snack bag and sighed like a tiny adult. "Boy, jealous men are scary."

retreating back. "Just

wrapped around his neck, allowing him

to set her down on

Vivienne nimbly shifted her position, straddling him instead of

steadied himself, and sat on the couch, looking up at the mischievous girl

Percival's lap, her fingertips teasing his

embrace, pinning her close. "Not

Percival, her breath brushing

the bed, his suit jacket draping

heavy, her legs entwined with his, their gazes

restlessly at the nape of his neck, pulling at

the next moment, seated

the thirst

holding back the intensity of youthful

responded, affirming a commitment recognized at first

knock, knock-the sound at the door broke

swiftly stood, sat on the couch, and grabbed a

concealing the

The knocker was Isolde.

I didn't mean to interrupt. Someone's here to see you both.

bit embarrassed, Vivienne stood. "Who's looking

a pretty lady, Grandpa's downstairs chatting with her.

it." With that, Vivienne and

Richard was conversing with a man and a woman about business matters, allowing Cecilia to

new Head of Design, Belle. She's a famed designer from Omorol Design Company. The hit

a nod, "Mr. Ellington, now that I'm on board, I'll be straightforward, and I hope you won't mind." "Speak your mind." Richard always appreciated candor; though it was his first encounter with Belle, he liked her frankness. Belle smiled. "I heard Master Jessica provided the latest jewelry concept. I wonder, do I have

three in the living room paused, turning to

staircase, hand in hand with

her gaze lingering on Percival,

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