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.

her slender arms wrapped around his neck, allowing

to set her

nimbly shifted her position, straddling him instead

waist, steadied himself, and sat on the couch, looking up at the

her fingertips teasing his neck. "Mr. Wolf,

tightened his embrace, pinning her close.

her breath

Percival shifted and pressed Vivienne into the bed, his suit jacket

her legs entwined with his, their gazes deep as

of

them over the next moment, seated firmly on his

quenched the thirst of the land beneath

intensity of youthful passion about

affirming a commitment

knock-the sound at the door broke through the steamy

swiftly stood, sat on the couch, and grabbed

concealing the lipstick

The knocker was Isolde.

knowing smile, "Vivienne, I didn't mean to interrupt.

embarrassed, Vivienne stood. "Who's looking

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

got it." With that, Vivienne and Percival

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

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

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

three in the living room paused, turning

staircase,

lingering on Percival, a blush

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