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 like your father, stubborn

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

inside, Percival tried to set her

position, straddling

arms around Vivienne's waist, steadied himself, and sat on the couch, looking up at

his neck. "Mr. Wolf, your uncle really is quite

pinning her close. "Not as handsome

her breath brushing his face

into the bed, his suit jacket draping over her slender

heavy, her legs entwined with his,

the nape of

flipped them over the next moment, seated firmly

the thirst of the land

restrained himself, holding back the intensity of youthful passion about to

affirming a commitment recognized

sound at the door

the couch, and grabbed a bag

the lipstick mark on his

The knocker was Isolde.

head appeared, her young face wearing a knowing smile, "Vivienne, I didn't mean to interrupt. Someone's here to see you

stood. "Who's looking for

pretty lady, Grandpa's downstairs chatting with her. Oh, and an unfamiliar

that, Vivienne and Percival

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

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

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 you need

three in the living

the staircase, hand in hand

her gaze lingering on

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