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?

to rest, assuring him they could handle

pressure medication, fearing he'd drop dead from anger

package over," the butler announced, entering with a

Griffin wouldn't really leave me. She was just angry, saying she'd marry someone else

from the butler, the Sterling family

seeing the package might have darkened

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

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

"Ah!"

at the package

narrowed upon

playing for keeps this time? An

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 down the invitation, ready

Percival, where are you going? What about

scoffed at him, "Chill out. They've sent an invitation; why

"What invitation?"

paused, feeling the sting of the crop but seemed unfazed. He followed Vivienne, dumping

gold-embossed red lettering

To

have the courage to open it fully, tossing it aside and turning away, his eyes reddening, "I don't believe it. How could Griffin just call it quits with me, how could

than two days. What was she

his

called after him, his voice

to confront the Martinez family for

were you

for everything. Going there now would only embarrass yourself and potentially

you for so many years. If she truly chose someone else,

outside the Martinez estate. It seemed Griffin sensed his hesitation and suddenly let go of his

she would marry him

someone else at

disagreed; he just hesitated for a few seconds, thinking