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.

radiate an

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

he wrapped his arms around her lower

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

connection made

breath, while Vivienne looked back at him, her eyes

just Mr. Wolf who was struggling to hold

Vivienne's current condition, the doctor had advised

hotel in Rivenwood had been

and the Sterling families were uniting in marriage,

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

over to open their

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

happiness, Percival supported Vivienne out of the car, chuckling, "Congratulations on your catch, moving around pretty smoothly, aren't

hopped around a bit,

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

today, she would let it go

hall,

immediately surrounded by several

especially since they had missed the couple's wedding. Percival

hard to

one of the stars of the show, her mentor was sitting right at the most

suit that contrasted with his white hair,

blink in surprise. Her mentor

something about the outfit seemed oddly

she could put her finger on it, she overheard Old-FDawson teasing, "No offense, Master, but you

and coughing, everyone carefully avoiding Finnian's gaze to prevent a

the outfit's loudness, felt even

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

looking for a

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

answer. Sometimes, it was wiser to agree with the master, especially when