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 an indescribable allure that was utterly

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.

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

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

their connection made

looked back at him, her eyes hazy with longing and a

wasn't just Mr. Wolf who

Vivienne's current condition, the doctor had advised

hotel in Rivenwood had been entirely booked for

and the Sterling families were uniting in marriage,

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

seeing Vivienne and Percival approach, he hurried over to open

it weren't for Leopold's big day, she might have given him

with happiness, Percival supported Vivienne out of the car, chuckling, "Congratulations on your

a

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

she would let it

hall, they

immediately surrounded by several

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

hard

her mentor was sitting right at

bright red suit that contrasted

in surprise.

about the outfit seemed

it, she overheard Old-FDawson teasing, "No offense, Master, but you kinda look like Cupid decided

coughing, everyone carefully avoiding Finnian's gaze

self-conscious about the outfit's loudness, felt

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 take to

you're looking for a

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

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