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.

visibly pregnant, seemed to radiate an indescribable allure that was

in Mr. Wolf's eyes-and a hint of restrained desire-Vivienne approached him, her hand trailing from his suit jacket down

flicker in Percival's eyes as he wrapped his arms around her lower

in for a kiss, to which Vivienne responded with equal

intensity of their connection made it difficult to pull

Vivienne looked back at him, her eyes hazy with longing

wasn't just Mr. Wolf who was struggling to

Vivienne's current condition, the doctor had advised waiting

grandest hotel in Rivenwood had been entirely booked

families were uniting in

hour, Leopold, greeted them at the

Percival approach, he hurried over to

weren't for Leopold's big day, she might have given

the car, chuckling, "Congratulations on your catch, moving

around a bit,

noticing the flash of red beneath Vivienne's coat, Leopold's eyes sparkled, "Vivienne, I told you my taste was impeccable. Griffin doubted

today, she would let it

the hall,

immediately surrounded by several

since they had missed the couple's wedding. Percival

wasn't hard to

the stars of the show, her

adorned in a bright red suit that contrasted with his white hair, made

in surprise.

something about the

"No offense, Master, but you kinda look like Cupid

choked laughter and coughing, everyone carefully avoiding Finnian's

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

for the special gift that came with the suit, he wouldn't have been caught dead in it. But that was a secret he'd take to the

see you're looking for a

your master to Cupido Tell me where exactly do you see the resemblance?" Finnian

nobody daring to answer. Sometimes, it was wiser to agree with the master, especially when he was