The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne emerged from the lab only to find Percival, clad in a sleek black trench coat, giving Thomas some instructions.

Not far off, Leopold leaned on his cane, clearly having just arrived with the others.

She walked over and took his arm, "Mr. Wolf, what brings you here?"

Percival pulled her close, giving her a thorough once-over to ensure she was alright before he relaxed, "Came to pick you up. Are you tired at all?" Vivienne couldn't help but smile at his concern, "You know I'm tougher than I look. Besides, I didn't lift a finger in there. How could I possibly be tired?"

Percival squeezed her hand gently, "That's exactly why I worry. If Thomas hadn't been there today, would you have jumped in yourself, forgetting our agreement last night?"

Vivienne glanced at Leopold.

Leopold guiltily touched his nose.

When Percival had called to ask, he couldn't hide the truth.

Once they were back in the car, Percival, sitting in the backseat, asked Vivienne what she wanted to eat, offering to cook for her at home.

Seeing him dressed in a bespoke suit under his coat, Vivienne knew Mr. Wolf had made a special trip just for her, making her heart soften, "Let's not bother, eating out is fine."

Percival hesitated for a moment, "I'm not comfortable with outside food. Whatever you want, I can make it for you."

Vivienne laughed lightly, "Mr. Wolf, we have all the time in the world. Are you sure you want to keep this up 24/7?"

Leopold, overhearing their conversation and eager to regain Vivienne's trust, chimed in with a timely suggestion, "Percival, Vivienne, I know this cozy little bistro downtown. It's quiet, the food is clean and light. Perfect for you two."

Percival gave Leopold a rare nod, "Send the location to Thomas."

"Sure thing."

Leopold quickly shared the location with Thomas on his phone, then, remembering something, turned to Vivienne, "Oh, by the way, where did you get that fruit salad today? Could you give me the shop's name? I'd like to get a membership for Griffin. She's not one for fuss, and it sounds just right for her."

The air in the car turned icy.

Percival's lips curled slightly, "Was the fruit good?"

fresh. The mix was good too, just too many grapes

thought: Did Leopold have

know, or is

for the lady of the

as he spoke softly, "Grapes aid digestion and

underlying message from

scratched his head, "I have a pretty strong stomach, so I don't need that. But Vivienne, you didn't

heaven. You planning

choked on

say something

asking about fruit, and now he's being sent

Leopold turned to Thomas,

to the curb and opened the door for Leopold, "This isn't on our way. You

the vast countryside, was in disbelief, "Thomas, have you lost your mind,

you trouble, and you're

fell silent after Leopold was left

Vivienne

cooking was solely for her, even Leopold wasn't

his face, sneaking a kiss on his cheek, "Leopold ate my

Vivienne, "..."

end, they didn't eat out, as Percival had little faith in Leopold's

Vivienne changed and was about to freshen up when it suddenly

looked outside then back at Percival,

more layers if

paused, "How did you

box, "I've got everything prepared

gasped, “Heavenly-Snow Lotus. Where did

wasn't a big deal. If your master likes it,

Impressive!

She loved it!