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 your father, stubborn as a

arms wrapped around his neck,

Percival tried to set her

Vivienne nimbly shifted her position, straddling him

on the couch, looking up at the mischievous girl above him. His Adam's

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

pinning her close.

her breath brushing

Percival shifted and pressed Vivienne into the bed, his suit

legs entwined with his, their

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

flipped them over the next moment,

lips tenderly quenched the thirst of the land

of youthful passion about to fade as he

a commitment recognized at

the door broke through the

stood, sat on the couch, and grabbed a

his suit, concealing the lipstick mark

The knocker was Isolde.

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

bit embarrassed, Vivienne stood. "Who's looking for

Grandpa's downstairs chatting with her.

got it." With that, Vivienne and Percival descended the

man and a woman about business

Belle. She's

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

in the living room paused, turning to

staircase, hand

breath, her gaze lingering on Percival, a blush creeping

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