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. "Just like

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

Percival tried to set

nimbly shifted her position, straddling him instead of the

his arms 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 with

teasing his neck.

his embrace, pinning her close.

into Percival, her breath brushing his face in a faint

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

entwined with his, their gazes deep as the

the nape of his neck,

the next moment,

quenched the

youthful passion about

a commitment recognized at

knock-the sound at the door broke through the steamy

couch, and grabbed a bag of

the

The knocker was Isolde.

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

Vivienne stood. "Who's looking

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

With that, Vivienne and Percival descended the

man and a woman about business matters, allowing Cecilia to

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

his first encounter with Belle, he liked her frankness. Belle smiled. "I heard Master Jessica provided the latest jewelry concept. I

living room paused, turning

the staircase, hand in

her gaze lingering on Percival,

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