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.

leaned in close and whispered

words making

At the Linklater Mansion.

only recently regained consciousness and was still weak, but his eyes shone with excitement. The night had fallen, yet no

car horns echoed from outside, and Yorick, agitated, stood up, asking, "Is

the window with a gloomy look. "Yes, my big

he have to come

a veritable legend in Veridia, while he was the mocked and scorned black sheep of the Linklater family. Just as he was trying to shed that label, his illustrious brother had to return. With

their eldest brother's. But now,

The thought was suffocating!

in the driveway, their headlights

the door with Hector's support as

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

the formidable air around him softened, but the palpable tension didn't

back and murmured something to the person beside him, who promptly drove

with a simple,

before the old man, he continued, "Dad, I haven't been here to fulfill my

by battles and campaigns, neglecting his family affairs. As the eldest, he bore the

good

home safely. Now, with his son before him,

Dracon standing quietly to the side. He asked pointedly, "What? Not happy to see

"Arthur, of course, I'm happy. I didn't want to interrupt

hawk-like gaze lingered on him for a moment

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