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."

glare at Percival's retreating back. "Just like your father,

Percival, Vivienne snuggled into his embrace, her slender arms wrapped around

set her

Vivienne nimbly shifted her position, straddling

sat on the couch, looking up at the mischievous girl

teasing his neck. "Mr. Wolf, your uncle

pinning her

Percival, her breath

Percival shifted and pressed Vivienne into the bed, his

grew heavy, her legs entwined with his,

nape of his neck, pulling at

the next moment, seated firmly on his

lips tenderly quenched the thirst of the

back the intensity of youthful passion about to fade

responded, affirming a commitment recognized at

the door

stood, sat on the couch, and grabbed a bag of

the lipstick mark on

The knocker was Isolde.

a knowing smile, "Vivienne, I didn't mean

bit embarrassed, Vivienne stood.

a pretty lady, Grandpa's downstairs chatting

With that, Vivienne and Percival

Richard was conversing with a man and a woman about business

Group's HR department said, "this is our new Head of Design, Belle. She's a famed designer from Omorol Design Company. The hit designs from last year? That

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 the fortune of meeting her?" "What do

three in the living room paused, turning to

staircase, hand in hand with

her breath, her gaze lingering on Percival,

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