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

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

set her down

shifted her position, straddling

sat on the couch, looking up at

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

embrace, pinning her

into Percival, her breath

pressed Vivienne into the bed, his

breathing grew heavy, her legs entwined with his, their gazes deep

the nape of his neck, pulling at the

over the next moment, seated firmly

quenched the thirst

the intensity of youthful passion about

responded, affirming a commitment

sound at the door broke

swiftly stood, sat on the couch, and grabbed

his suit, concealing the

The knocker was Isolde.

"Vivienne, I didn't mean to interrupt. Someone's here to see you both. That's

bit embarrassed, Vivienne stood. "Who's looking

a pretty lady, Grandpa's downstairs chatting

that, Vivienne and

Richard was conversing with a man and a woman about business matters, allowing Cecilia to

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

appreciated candor; though it was his first encounter with Belle, he liked her frankness. Belle

three in the living room paused, turning to

descending the staircase, hand in hand with

gaze lingering on Percival, a blush creeping

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