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.

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

set her down on the

Vivienne nimbly shifted her position, straddling him instead

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

perched on Percival's lap, her fingertips teasing his

embrace, pinning her

leaned into Percival, her breath brushing his

the bed, his

breathing grew heavy, her legs entwined with his,

at the nape of his neck, pulling at the

them over the next moment, seated firmly

her lips tenderly quenched the thirst of the

intensity of youthful passion about to fade as he

responded, affirming a commitment recognized at

sound at the door broke through the steamy

sat on the couch, and grabbed a

adjusted his suit, concealing the lipstick mark on his

The knocker was Isolde.

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

embarrassed, Vivienne stood.

chatting with her. Oh, and an

With that, Vivienne and

and a woman about business matters, allowing Cecilia to listen on the

Design, Belle. She's

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 do you need

in the living room

descending the staircase,

gaze lingering on Percival, a

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