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 utterly

restrained desire-Vivienne approached him, her hand trailing from his

as he wrapped his arms around her lower back to steady her,

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

their connection made it difficult to

head, trying to catch his breath, while Vivienne looked back at him, her eyes hazy with longing and

just Mr. Wolf who was struggling

doctor

in Rivenwood had been entirely booked

were uniting in marriage, drawing the elite of

hour, Leopold, greeted them at the door in a pristine white suit, his

over to open their car door, "Vivienne,

words, but ultimately, she simply nodded. If it weren't for Leopold's big day, she might

car, chuckling, "Congratulations on

a bit,

sparkled, "Vivienne, I told you my taste was impeccable. Griffin doubted me, but I'll have to show

let it go for Griffin's

hall,

immediately surrounded by several

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

wasn't hard to

show, her mentor was sitting right

red suit that contrasted with his white

in surprise. Her mentor really went all out

something about the outfit

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

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

outfit's loudness, felt even

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

looking

you see the resemblance?" Finnian retorted, barely holding back his

wiser to agree with the master, especially when he was