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?

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

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

the Martinez family sent a package over," the butler

Martinez family," Leopold's face brightened, "See, I told you Griffin wouldn't really leave me. She was just angry, saying she'd marry someone

from the butler, the Sterling family patriarch's

backyard; seeing the package might have

father's grim expression, Leopold swallowed hard and stepped back, "Dad, we can talk this out;

the package on the table, picking up a riding crop,

"Ah!"

the package then handed it

upon seeing its

keeps this

furrowed, "He's not an idiot. With Griffin's move, it's either win big or lose

panicked, "Vivienne, Percival, where are you going? What

out.

"What invitation?"

paused, feeling the sting of the crop but seemed unfazed.

lettering hurt

To whose

tossing it aside and turning away, his eyes reddening, "I don't believe it. How could Griffin just call it quits

been less than two days.

his

back!" Douglas called after him, his

emotionless, replied, "Dad, I need to confront the

you

everything. Going there now would only embarrass yourself and potentially ruin their wedding, wouldn't

has loved 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

either fiercely claiming she would marry him or coolly chasing

someone else

hesitated for a few seconds, thinking