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.

pregnant, seemed to radiate an indescribable allure that

of restrained desire-Vivienne approached him, her hand trailing from his suit jacket down to his tie, pulling him close. Her lips parted slightly,

wrapped his arms around her lower back to steady her, "Vivienne, you're

react, Percival leaned in for a kiss, to which Vivienne responded

made it

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

who was struggling to

doctor had advised

hotel in Rivenwood had been

in marriage,

the man of the hour, Leopold, greeted them at the door in a

hurried over

said a thousand words, but ultimately, she simply nodded. If it weren't for Leopold's big

glowing with happiness, Percival supported Vivienne out of the car, chuckling, "Congratulations on

around a

noticing the flash of red beneath Vivienne's coat, Leopold's eyes sparkled, "Vivienne, I told you my taste was impeccable. Griffin doubted me, but I'll have to show her later." Vivienne

would let it go for

the hall,

immediately surrounded by several

missed the couple's wedding. Percival deftly

hard

show, her mentor was sitting right at

contrasted

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

about the outfit seemed oddly

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

in a mix of choked laughter and coughing, everyone carefully avoiding Finnian's gaze

about the outfit's loudness, felt even more

suit, he wouldn't have been caught dead in it. But that was a secret

you're looking for

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

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