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."

back. "Just like

slender arms wrapped around his neck, allowing him

tried to set her

Vivienne nimbly shifted her position, straddling him instead of the princess

wrapped his arms around Vivienne's waist, steadied himself, and sat on the couch, looking up at the mischievous girl above him. His Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes

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

pinning her close.

into Percival, her breath brushing his face in a faint

bed, his

grew heavy, her legs entwined with his, their gazes deep as

played restlessly at the nape of

over the next moment, seated firmly

quenched the thirst of the land

the intensity of youthful passion about to

commitment recognized at first

at the door broke

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

his suit, concealing the

The knocker was Isolde.

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

bit embarrassed, Vivienne stood.

know, a pretty lady, Grandpa's downstairs chatting

got it." With that, Vivienne and Percival descended

a man and a woman about business matters, allowing Cecilia

"this is our new Head of Design, Belle. She's a famed designer from Omorol Design Company.

Belle, he liked her frankness. Belle smiled. "I heard Master Jessica provided the latest jewelry concept. I wonder, do I have

the living room paused,

staircase, hand

on Percival, a

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