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."

shot a glare at Percival's retreating back.

embrace, her slender arms wrapped around his neck,

set

shifted her position, straddling him instead

Vivienne's waist, steadied himself, and sat on the couch, looking up at the mischievous girl

perched on Percival's lap, her fingertips teasing his neck. "Mr. Wolf, your uncle really is

pinning her close. "Not as

Percival, her breath brushing his

into the bed, his suit

her legs entwined with his, their

at the nape of his neck, pulling at

the next moment, seated firmly on his

quenched the

himself, holding back the intensity of youthful passion

affirming a commitment recognized

the door broke through the steamy

sat on the couch, and grabbed

adjusted his suit, concealing the lipstick mark on

The knocker was Isolde.

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

Vivienne stood. "Who's looking for

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

that, Vivienne and Percival

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

of Design, Belle. She's a famed designer from Omorol Design Company.

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

in the living room paused, turning to

staircase,

gaze lingering on Percival, a

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