The Million-Dollar Heart

The next day dawned bright and early, with both Vivienne and Percival rising with the sun. Downstairs in the grand foyer, Richard was instructing the butler to prepare some gifts.

Percival, curious, approached and asked what was going on. Richard, with an air of understanding, explained, "At the wedding, the Brooks family played a crucial role in saving Isolde's life. Your parents are planning to visit them today to check on the boy who got injured. It's only polite to bring something along when visiting someone who's unwell."

Cecilia shared the sentiment.

"The Brooks' boy is just as precious as any child. In all that chaos, he stepped up to save Isolde and even got hurt in the process. Even if his parents don't voice it, they must feel worried. We owe them a debt of gratitude for their son's bravery in protecting Isolde. It's a kindness we'll remember for a lifetime."

Vivienne nodded in agreement, "Let's all go together then."

It just so happened that she and Mr. Wolf had plans in the same direction as the hospital.

After grabbing a quick breakfast with Percival, who also helped carry some of the gifts, they were ready to leave when Isolde, dressed to the nines, bounced down the stairs.

Seeing Percival pause, Isolde, thinking he was admiring her dress, asked cheerfully, "Bro, do you like my dress?"

Percival pinched the bridge of his nose, blocking her path, "The folks are visiting; you should stay home."

Isolde wasn't pleased, running to Cecilia to complain, "Mom, look at Percival, he's always picking on me. Yesterday he wouldn't let me talk to Vivienne, and now he's stopping me from going out. What have I done to him?"

Cecilia shot Percival a stern look, "Why are you stopping Isolde? Thaddeus saved her; she should personally thank him."

taking his daughter to head out, not even sparing Percival a

deemed essential for Isolde to

only sigh in

we could do; no need to make a big

met a few times before; they're acquaintances. It's only natural to help out a

that you mention it, those

have to run; you and Cordelia enjoy your chat. We'll head out

with Vivienne, Cecilia returned to the room, the conversation now veering towards the possibility of strengthening family

their way, Percival inquired about Cecilia's words to

some... discord between us. She suggested I brew you some herbal remedies." Percival was speechless. Was this really

outlet for his frustration, "Leopold, if you're looking for a way to quit, just say Leopold sounded miserable, "Percival, it's not like

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before asking for Vivienne, insisting it

phone, only to hear Leopold break down, claiming a crisis over Griffin's supposed engagement to someone else and his own impending doom at the hands of

family to get to the bottom of things, suspecting the issue

arriving, they were met with the unmistakable

good for Miss Martinez? And now look at you, she

darting around desperately, "Dad, please, stop hitting me. If you keep this