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."

back. "Just like

embrace, her slender arms wrapped around his neck, allowing him to

tried to set her

nimbly shifted her position, straddling him instead of the

at the mischievous girl

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

pinning her close. "Not

Vivienne leaned into Percival, her breath brushing his face

bed, his suit jacket draping

her legs entwined with his, their gazes

restlessly at the nape of his neck, pulling

them over the next

tenderly quenched the thirst of the land

restrained himself, holding back the intensity of youthful passion about to fade

commitment recognized at first

the door broke through the

sat on the couch,

concealing the lipstick mark on

The knocker was Isolde.

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

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

pretty lady, Grandpa's downstairs chatting with her. Oh, and an

With that, Vivienne and Percival descended

was conversing with a man and a woman about business matters, allowing Cecilia to

new Head of Design, Belle. She's a famed designer from Omorol Design Company. The hit designs from last year? That was her

greeted Richard with a nod, "Mr. Ellington, now that I'm on board, I'll be straightforward, and I hope you 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?"

in the living room paused, turning

the staircase, hand in

breath, her gaze lingering on Percival,

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