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

her slender arms wrapped around

tried to set her down on

her position, straddling him instead of

sat on the couch, looking up at the mischievous girl above

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

pinning her

her breath

the bed, his suit jacket draping over her slender

her legs entwined with his, their gazes deep

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

flipped them over the next moment, seated firmly

the thirst

of youthful

a commitment recognized at first

sound at the door broke through

stood, sat on the couch, and grabbed

his suit, concealing the

The knocker was Isolde.

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

bit embarrassed, Vivienne stood.

downstairs chatting with her. Oh, and an unfamiliar

it." With that, Vivienne and Percival

woman about business matters, allowing Cecilia to listen on

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

won't mind." "Speak your mind." 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. I wonder, do I have the fortune of meeting her?" "What

in the living room

the staircase, hand in hand with

her breath, her gaze lingering on Percival, a

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