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

desire-Vivienne approached him, her hand trailing from his suit jacket down

he wrapped his arms around her lower back to steady her, "Vivienne, you're always the most

react, Percival leaned in for

intensity of their connection made

his breath, while Vivienne looked back at him, her eyes hazy

just Mr. Wolf who was

condition, the doctor had

Rivenwood had been entirely

in marriage, drawing the elite of Rivenwood to

at the door in a pristine white suit, his grin nearly splitting his

approach, he hurried over to open

If it weren't for Leopold's big day, she

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

hopped around a

eyes sparkled, "Vivienne, I told you my taste was impeccable. Griffin doubted me, but

would let it go for Griffin's

hall, they

immediately surrounded by several

couple's wedding. Percival deftly handled the crowd, allowing

hard to

her mentor was

adorned in a bright red suit that contrasted with

help but blink in surprise. Her

something about the

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

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

already self-conscious about the outfit's loudness,

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

looking

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to agree with the master, especially when he was on the brink of