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."

retreating back. "Just like your father, stubborn

snuggled into his embrace, her slender arms wrapped around his

tried to set her down on the

straddling him instead

at the mischievous girl above him. His Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes filled with barely restrained

perched on Percival's lap, her fingertips teasing his neck. "Mr. Wolf,

pinning her close. "Not

breath brushing his face in

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

legs entwined with his,

played restlessly at the nape of his neck, pulling at the exposed

next moment, seated firmly

lips tenderly quenched the thirst of the land

the intensity of youthful passion about

responded, affirming a commitment recognized at first

knock-the sound at the door

couch, and grabbed

concealing the

The knocker was Isolde.

appeared, her young face wearing a knowing smile, "Vivienne, I didn't mean to interrupt. Someone's

Vivienne stood.

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

With that, Vivienne and

conversing with a man and a woman about

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

Richard always appreciated candor; though it was his first encounter with Belle, he liked her frankness. Belle smiled. "I heard Master Jessica provided the latest jewelry concept.

living room

the staircase, hand in hand

breath, her gaze lingering on

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