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."

Percival's retreating back. "Just like your father, stubborn as

arms wrapped around his neck, allowing him to carry her

set

straddling him

looking up at the mischievous girl above him. His Adam's apple bobbed,

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

tightened his embrace, pinning her close. "Not as handsome as

her breath brushing

and pressed Vivienne into the bed, his suit jacket draping

her legs entwined with his, their gazes deep

the nape of

the next

down, her lips tenderly quenched the thirst of the land

himself, holding back the intensity of youthful passion

a commitment recognized at first

knock-the sound at the door broke through the

couch, and grabbed

his suit, concealing the lipstick mark on

The knocker was Isolde.

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

embarrassed, Vivienne stood.

downstairs chatting with her. Oh, and an unfamiliar

it." With that, Vivienne

man and a woman about business matters, allowing

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

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

living room paused,

staircase, hand in

lingering on Percival,

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