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. "Just

arms wrapped around his neck, allowing him to carry her back to

Percival tried to set

shifted her position, straddling him instead of the

the couch, looking up at the mischievous girl above him. His

her fingertips teasing his

her close. "Not as

Vivienne leaned into Percival, her breath brushing his

pressed Vivienne into the bed, his

heavy, her legs entwined with

nape of his neck, pulling at the exposed

them over the next moment, seated

quenched the thirst

youthful passion about to fade as he

a commitment recognized

knock, knock-the sound at the door broke through

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

his suit, concealing the lipstick

The knocker was Isolde.

wearing a knowing smile, "Vivienne, I didn't mean to interrupt. Someone's here to

bit embarrassed, Vivienne stood. "Who's

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

Vivienne and

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

Ellington," the man from Ellington Group's HR department said, "this is our new Head of Design, Belle. She's a famed

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?"

living room paused, turning to

was descending the staircase, hand in

caught her breath, her gaze lingering on Percival, a blush creeping across her

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