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."

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

Vivienne snuggled into his embrace, her slender arms wrapped around his neck, allowing him to

inside, Percival tried to set her down

nimbly shifted her position, straddling him instead of the princess

up at the mischievous girl above him.

teasing his neck. "Mr. Wolf,

her close.

Percival, her breath

the bed, his suit jacket draping over

her legs entwined with his, their gazes deep as the

played restlessly at the nape of his neck,

flipped them over the next moment, seated

tenderly quenched the

youthful passion about to fade as

responded, affirming a commitment recognized at first

knock-the sound at the door

sat on the couch, and grabbed

concealing the lipstick mark on his

The knocker was Isolde.

appeared, her young face wearing a knowing smile, "Vivienne, I didn't mean to interrupt.

bit embarrassed, Vivienne stood. "Who's

downstairs chatting

that, Vivienne and Percival descended

conversing with a man and a woman about business matters, allowing Cecilia to listen on the

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

though it was his first encounter with Belle, he liked her frankness. Belle smiled. "I heard Master Jessica provided the latest jewelry concept.

the living room paused, turning to

descending the staircase, hand in hand

lingering on Percival, a

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