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 like your father, stubborn as

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

Percival tried to set her

nimbly shifted her position, straddling him instead

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

fingertips teasing his neck. "Mr. Wolf, your

embrace, pinning her close. "Not as handsome

leaned into Percival, her breath brushing his face in a faint

the bed, his suit jacket draping over her

with his, their gazes

at the nape of his neck, pulling at the exposed

flipped them over the next moment, seated firmly on

lips tenderly quenched the thirst of the land

of youthful

a commitment

at the door broke through the steamy

the couch, and grabbed

adjusted his suit, concealing the

The knocker was Isolde.

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

Vivienne stood. "Who's

Grandpa's downstairs chatting

got it." With that, Vivienne

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

said, "this is our new Head of Design, Belle. She's

his 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

the living room

staircase,

gaze lingering on Percival, a blush creeping across her

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