The Million-Dollar Heart

Percival stepped out of the office, the tension in his eyes replaced with an unmistakable gleam of joy.

Seeing Mr. Wolf in high spirits, Vivienne couldn't help but smile too.

Finally, no more dreadful doctor's visits.

Arriving home, Percival noticed an elegantly wrapped box outside. He first thought it was a delivery from Cecilia, but on closer inspection, it didn't seem like her style. Vivienne remembered what Leopold had mentioned on the phone right before Mr. Wolf opened it, "It's from Leopold."

Without giving it much thought, Percival brought the box inside, and neither of them dwelled on it much further.

The next morning, as Vivienne remembered they were to attend an engagement party, she opened Leopold's box and grimaced sharply.

Classic Leopold.

Expecting her to wear this dress in public was practically an invitation for everyone to burst into laughter.

By then, Percival was already dressed to the nines in a sleek black suit, looking exceptionally dashing. Noticing Vivienne frozen in place, he followed her gaze.

To his surprise, it was a bright red dress with a distinctively vintage Western flair!

It wasn't that it was ugly, but rather spectacularly so.

He glanced at Vivienne, his brows knitting together, "Leopold's doing?"

Vivienne just nodded, at a loss for words.

Who else but Leopold could have such an enigmatic taste in fashion?

Percival pulled out his phone, "I'll have Thomas bring over a different one."

"No need."

Vivienne grabbed a pair of scissors and took the dress to the bedroom.

She emerged a short while later, having transformed the dress. She had removed its excessive decorations, shortened its length to just above the knees, and altered it to sleeveless. The only traditional element she kept was its high neckline, but even that she had simplified.

With Vivienne's model-like figure, the red dress now looked absolutely stunning on her.

Percival was momentarily speechless.

seemed to radiate

approached him, her hand trailing from his

wrapped his arms around her lower back to

react, Percival leaned in for a kiss, to which

made

his head, trying to catch his breath, while Vivienne looked back at him,

wasn't just Mr. Wolf who was struggling to hold

condition, the doctor

Rivenwood had been entirely booked for

Sterling families were uniting in marriage, drawing the elite of Rivenwood to their

arrived, the man of the hour, Leopold, greeted them at the door in a pristine white suit,

seeing Vivienne and Percival approach, he hurried over to open their car door, "Vivienne,

If it weren't for Leopold's big day, she might have given him a piece of her

with happiness, Percival supported Vivienne out of the car, chuckling, "Congratulations on your catch, moving around pretty smoothly,

around a bit,

coat, Leopold's eyes sparkled, "Vivienne, I told you my taste was impeccable. Griffin doubted me, but I'll have

would let it

hall, they

immediately surrounded by several

since they had missed the couple's wedding. Percival deftly handled the crowd,

hard

her mentor was sitting right at the most prominent

bright red suit that contrasted

she couldn't help but blink in surprise. Her mentor really went all

the outfit seemed

put her finger on it, she overheard Old-FDawson teasing, "No offense, Master, but you kinda look like

erupted in a mix of choked laughter and coughing, everyone carefully

self-conscious about the outfit's loudness, felt even more

have been caught dead in it. But

see you're looking

exactly do you see the resemblance?" Finnian retorted,

daring to answer. Sometimes, it was wiser to agree with the master, especially when he was on the brink