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.

now visibly pregnant, seemed to radiate an indescribable allure that was utterly

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.

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

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

made it difficult

looked

who was struggling to

current condition, the doctor had advised waiting another

had been

uniting in marriage,

Percival arrived, the man of the hour, Leopold, greeted them at the door in a pristine white suit, his grin nearly splitting

seeing Vivienne and Percival approach, he hurried over to

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

car, chuckling, "Congratulations on your catch, moving around pretty

around a bit, "All healed

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

today, she would let it

the hall,

immediately surrounded by several

had missed the couple's wedding. Percival

hard to

the stars of the show, her mentor was

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

she couldn't help but blink in surprise. Her mentor really went

about the outfit seemed oddly

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

of choked laughter and coughing, everyone carefully avoiding Finnian's gaze to prevent a full-blown laugh

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

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

you're looking for a

do you see the resemblance?" Finnian retorted,

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