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."

back. "Just like your father, stubborn

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

set her

nimbly shifted her position, straddling him

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

perched on Percival's lap, her fingertips teasing his

pinning her close. "Not as

into Percival, her breath brushing his face in a faint

into the bed, his

with his, their gazes deep as

played restlessly at the nape of his neck, pulling at

them over the next moment, seated firmly on

tenderly quenched the thirst

restrained himself, holding back the intensity of youthful passion

responded, affirming a commitment recognized

the door broke through the

couch, and grabbed a

suit, concealing the lipstick mark on his

The knocker was Isolde.

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

stood. "Who's

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

With that, Vivienne and

was conversing with a man and a woman about business matters, allowing Cecilia to listen on the

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

Belle, he liked her frankness. Belle smiled. "I heard Master Jessica

the living room

the staircase, hand in hand

gaze lingering on

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