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.

to radiate an indescribable allure that was utterly

of amazement in Mr. Wolf's eyes-and a hint of restrained desire-Vivienne approached him, her hand trailing from his suit jacket down to his tie, pulling him close. Her lips parted slightly, "Mr.

around her lower back to

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

intensity of their connection made it difficult to pull

Vivienne looked back at him, her eyes hazy with

Mr. Wolf who was struggling

the doctor had advised

Rivenwood had been entirely

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

Vivienne and Percival arrived, the man of the hour, Leopold, greeted them at the

hurried over to open their car door,

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

with happiness, Percival supported Vivienne out of the car,

hopped around a

taste

today, she would let it go for

the hall, they

immediately surrounded by several

missed the couple's wedding. Percival deftly handled the crowd, allowing Vivienne to look for her

hard

stars of the show, her mentor was

red suit that contrasted with his white

blink in surprise. Her mentor really went all

about the outfit seemed

Old-FDawson teasing, "No offense,

and coughing, everyone carefully avoiding Finnian's

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

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

you're looking for

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

agree with the master, especially when