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.

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hand trailing from his suit jacket down to his tie, pulling him close. Her lips parted slightly, "Mr. Wolf,

Percival's eyes as he wrapped his arms around her lower back to steady her, "Vivienne,

giving Vivienne a chance to react, Percival leaned in for

intensity of their connection made it

looked back at him,

Wolf who was struggling to

condition, the doctor had advised waiting

had

uniting in marriage, drawing the elite of Rivenwood to

man of the hour, Leopold, greeted them at the door in a pristine white suit, his grin nearly splitting

seeing Vivienne and Percival approach, he hurried over to open

a thousand words, but ultimately, she simply nodded. If it weren't for Leopold's big day, she might have given him a piece

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

around a bit, "All healed

my taste was impeccable. Griffin doubted me, but I'll have to show her later." Vivienne just rolled her

would let it

hall, they

immediately surrounded by several

eager to catch up. especially since they had missed the couple's wedding. Percival deftly

hard to

the show, her mentor was sitting

that contrasted with his white hair,

approached, she couldn't help but blink in surprise. Her mentor

something about the outfit

it, she overheard Old-FDawson teasing, "No offense, Master, but

in a mix of choked laughter and coughing, everyone carefully avoiding Finnian's gaze to prevent a full-blown

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

with the suit, he wouldn't have been caught dead in it. But

see you're looking

where exactly do you see the resemblance?" Finnian

agree