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

Vivienne snuggled into his embrace, her slender arms wrapped around his neck, allowing him to carry her back

set her down

straddling him instead of the

the couch, looking up at

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

embrace, pinning her close.

leaned into Percival, her breath

shifted and pressed Vivienne into the bed, his suit jacket

entwined with his,

nape of his neck, pulling at the

flipped them over the next moment,

lips tenderly quenched the thirst of the land

back the intensity of youthful passion

a commitment recognized

sound at the door

on the couch, and grabbed a bag

adjusted his suit, concealing the lipstick mark on

The knocker was Isolde.

smile, "Vivienne, I didn't mean to interrupt. Someone's here to see you both. That's why I

stood. "Who's looking

chatting with her. Oh,

Vivienne and

and a woman about business matters, allowing Cecilia

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

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 do you need with

living

staircase, hand in hand with

caught her breath, her gaze lingering on Percival, a

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