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?

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

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

over," the butler

brightened, "See, I told you Griffin wouldn't really leave me. She was just angry,

took the package from the butler, the

the old man had already gone to the backyard; seeing the

Leopold swallowed hard and stepped back, "Dad, we can talk this out; violence isn't

up a riding crop, "As

"Ah!"

the package then

upon seeing its

keeps this time? An invitation was

an idiot. With Griffin's move, it's either win big or lose everything." "Choosing this moment to send it, she's clearly made up her mind," Vivienne said, setting

are you going?

out. They've sent

"What invitation?"

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

red lettering

To whose

courage to open it fully, tossing it aside and turning away, his eyes reddening, "I don't believe it. How could Griffin

less than two

his fists, storming

after him, his voice

to

you

reached us, it means they're ready for everything. Going there now would only embarrass yourself and

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

had only hesitated outside the Martinez estate. It seemed

would marry him or

someone else at this

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