The Million-Dollar Heart

The eyes of the four people pinned Leopold down like he was under an X-ray, seeing right through him.

Feeling guilty, he stuttered, "Um, I..."

"Spit it out, and if you misspeak, I'll break your legs!" Douglas roared, sending shivers down Leopold's already trembling spine.

Stammering, Leopold recounted the events of the day before yesterday in a rushed manner.

Concerned Vivienne might not grasp the whole story, he emphasized, "Vivienne, I swear I didn't say anything. But Griffin, she just stopped in her tracks, didn't even let me in the house, and called off the engagement."

Vivienne listened, baffled but knowing Griffin well, she asked directly, "Do you not want to marry her, or do you not love her?"

Caught off guard by Vivienne's sudden question, Leopold was taken aback, despite the seriousness in her tone.

Faced with the interrogation from the four, he felt an odd sense of déjà vu but compelled by Vivienne's authoritative tone, he managed to say, "I...I like her, Vivienne, you know that..."

"Then why hesitate?" Vivienne cut him off.

"Huh?" Leopold was confused. "Hesitate about what?"

Vivienne was speechless.

Percival thought about smacking Leopold himself, wondering if his head was just for show.

That's why they called him Husky, and it was fitting.

"When Griffin asked you to formally propose at the Martinez estate, why did you hesitate?" Vivienne pressed.

Leopold's face flushed, mumbling, "Isn't it too soon?"

Kellan threw a cup in frustration, "Too soon? That girl from the Martinez family has been head over heels for you for nearly twenty years, and you've been clueless, acting like you don't know. If your eyes don't work, might as well throw them away."

Douglas quickly calmed his father, "Dad, don't get worked up over this fool; it's not worth your health."

Leopold wondered, wasn't he the beloved youngest son of the Sterling family anymore?

asking Kellan to rest, assuring him they could handle Leopold and make him

to fetch his blood pressure medication, fearing he'd drop dead from anger at

package over," the butler announced, entering

wouldn't really

package from the butler, the Sterling family patriarch's

seeing the

father's grim expression, Leopold swallowed hard and stepped back, "Dad,

the table, picking up a riding crop, "As long as it eases my

"Ah!"

glanced at the package then handed

upon seeing its

keeps this time? An invitation was

it's either win big or lose everything." "Choosing this moment to send it, she's clearly made up her mind," Vivienne said, setting down the invitation, ready to

Percival, where are you

"Chill out.

"What invitation?"

the crop but seemed unfazed. He followed Vivienne, dumping the package's contents on

gold-embossed red lettering hurt his

invitation? To whose

away, his eyes reddening, "I don't believe it. How could Griffin just

less than two days. What

his fists,

called after him, his

emotionless, replied, "Dad, I need to confront the Martinez family for

were you

everything. Going there now would only embarrass yourself and potentially ruin their wedding, wouldn't it?" Leopold stopped in

for so many years. If she truly chose someone else, you have no right to

only hesitated outside the Martinez estate. It seemed Griffin sensed his

was either fiercely claiming she would marry him

could she marry someone else

hadn't disagreed; he just hesitated for a few seconds, thinking she would