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."

a glare at Percival's retreating back. "Just like your father,

Vivienne snuggled into his embrace, her slender arms wrapped around his neck, allowing

set her down on the

position, straddling him instead of

at the mischievous girl above him. His Adam's apple

her fingertips teasing his neck. "Mr. Wolf, your uncle really is

embrace, pinning her close. "Not as handsome

into Percival, her breath brushing

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

grew heavy, her legs entwined with

of his neck, pulling

the next moment, seated firmly

the thirst of the

holding back the intensity of youthful passion about to fade as he

affirming a commitment recognized at first

knock-the sound at the

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

adjusted his suit, concealing the

The knocker was Isolde.

"Vivienne, I didn't mean to

bit embarrassed, Vivienne stood. "Who's looking

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

got it." With that, Vivienne

a woman about business matters,

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

was 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 with Master Jessica?" Suddenly, a deep, dark

living room

was descending the staircase, hand

caught her breath, her gaze lingering on Percival,

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