The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 695

Percival stroked her hair with an indulgent smile, his voice a gentle murmur, "I'll take you to the hospital first. Got some errands to run, and then you're coming to stay at my place tonight." His "place" was his sprawling private estate.

Vivienne blinked, teasingly suggesting, "Should I clean up and wait for your royal favor?"

She was already daydreaming about her Mr. Wolf seducing her in nothing but his birthday suit.

So tempting!

Percival was momentarily speechless. Since when had his Vivienne become so... frisky? And what was that at the corner of her mouth?

Drool?

What thoughts were swirling in that little head of hers?

"Ahem!" Percival snapped back to reality, his tone a mixture of amusement and resignation. "Aren't you supposed to be holding a memorial service?"

Vivienne paused, then said, "Oh, right!"

She had planned a service to send Francis off.

To the animal realm, so to speak.

She initially wanted to hold it at Emerald Mountain, but it was too far, and with her mother still unconscious, she couldn't leave. So, she asked Mr. Wolf to find a place for her ceremony to bid Francis farewell. She hadn't expected Mr. Wolf to pick his villa. She had thought... well, that Mr. Wolf had other intentions.

How embarrassing!

Percival, with a blend of exasperation and affection, assured her, "Once I'm done, I'll pick up what you need. It'll probably take all day, so I'll have Thomas pick you up!"

Vivienne had no words.

He leaned in close and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry,

words making her seem all

At the Linklater Mansion.

consciousness and was still

echoed from outside, and Yorick, agitated, stood

his father, peering out the window with a gloomy

have to come

the mocked and scorned black sheep of the Linklater family. Just as he was trying to shed that label, his illustrious

measure up to their eldest brother's. But now, with both

The thought was suffocating!

line of sleek black cars pulled up in the driveway, their

toward the door with

outside, the man they had been anticipating descended from his vehicle—a figure in a sharp black trench

his family, the formidable air around him

the person beside him, who promptly drove

greeted with a

kneeling before the old man, he continued, "Dad, I haven't been here to fulfill my duties as a son, and for

Arthur had been consumed by battles and campaigns, neglecting his family affairs. As the eldest, he bore the

embraced his son tightly. "It's good to have you back, son. That's all

greatest wish was for Arthur to return home safely. Now, with his son before him, safe and

catch-up, Arthur finally noticed Dracon standing quietly to the side. He asked pointedly, "What? Not happy to

quickly put on a smile, "Arthur, of course, I'm happy. I didn't want

hawk-like gaze lingered on him for a moment before shifting

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