The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne was momentarily speechless.

Was Mr. Wolf really in such a hurry to marry her?

Arthur was adamantly opposed, "No way, marriage is a big deal. Just because you say you're ready in two months, who knows if you're just saying that to trick my daughter into going along with it..."

Percival, "..."

Arthur, if you've got a problem with me, just say it!

In this standoff, Sasha couldn't side with anyone without being wrong.

All they could do was rely on Yorick to mediate, "Vivienne, it's up to you. If you say yes, no one else's opinion matters."

Vivienne coolly replied, "I don't care about the formalities, as long as I can be with Mr. Wolf."

Arthur was fuming.

My dear daughter, I'm just looking out for you. We've finally reunited as a family, how can you just up and leave like this!

But the situation now was such that if he said another word, the delicate relationship he'd just repaired with his daughter might crumble instantly.

Yet, he couldn't bear the thought of simply handing his daughter over to someone else.

"No, I need more time to think."

Vivienne rolled her eyes at him in disbelief.

Was her marriage not her own decision to make?

Percival smirked, "Arthur, if it eases your concerns, I could even take your last name and join the Linklater family!"

This statement, predictably, shocked everyone present.

Even Yorick, who was presiding over the meeting, changed expression.

wasn't shock, though,

the Perez household had

didn't know that the mighty War God, in an attempt to win over his future father-in-law, had humbly

was a major blow to

a couple of concerns, and this is how I get

insisted, "I genuinely want to follow in my

Arthur, "..."

demanding, "I need to know what lengths you'll go to for my daughter." His daughter deserved

gaze squarely,

everything I own will be hers. I know she doesn't need it, but I want her to have that extra layer

declared she needed

of experience had taught him that promises were cheap unless backed by action,

of Percival's assets and influence, modest compared to his daughter's but still considerable among his peers. That Percival was willing to commit his resources

after marriage. We can see her anytime, and I trust

Arthur had no response.

"Dad, let's settle this matter. We should pick a date for both

she returned to find Sasha alone in

couldn't bring herself to directly name

in his room, worrying about you getting

not to press

called today. Tomorrow's the day for us to visit your grandparents.

The next day.

Hunter sat at his mahogany desk, busy with work, while Winston played with toys on the floor, occasionally running up to Hunter, who then indulged

butler entered, "Sir, your eldest son has

looking up, Hunter acknowledged with a grunt, prompting the butler to usher in

briefly settling on Winston in Hunter's arms before looking

his blocks, greeted him with a soft,

smile, its warmth

voice carried authority, "What

is willing to personally apologize to the Linklater family, hoping for their forgiveness." Hunter's reaction was muted,

expression darkened