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, Vivienne, that day will come

was left speechless-his words making her

At the Linklater Mansion.

and was still weak, but his eyes shone with excitement.

outside, and Yorick, agitated, stood up, asking,

quickly steadied his father, peering out the window with a

have to

scorned black sheep of the Linklater family. Just as

his achievements didn't quite measure up to their eldest brother's. But now, with both the renowned brothers home, what place did he, the so-called failure, have

The thought was suffocating!

the driveway, their headlights piercing the dark, a display of

the door with Hector's support as

from his vehicle—a figure in

air around him softened, but the

him, who promptly drove the car away and then faced the approaching

greeted with a

here to fulfill my duties as a son,

by battles and campaigns, neglecting his family affairs. As the eldest, he bore the weight of his absence and the guilt of not guiding his siblings. Emotion crept into his tone, revealing his

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

Now, with his son before him, safe and

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 to

gaze lingered on him for a moment before shifting

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