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

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.

arms around her lower back to steady her, "Vivienne, you're always

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

connection made it difficult to

finally lifted his head, trying to catch his breath, while Vivienne looked

wasn't just Mr. Wolf who was struggling

the doctor had advised waiting

had been

were uniting in marriage, drawing the elite

Vivienne and Percival arrived, the man of the hour, Leopold, greeted them at the door in a pristine white

he hurried over to open their car door, "Vivienne, Percival,

for Leopold's big day, she

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

around a bit,

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

let it go for Griffin's

the hall, they

immediately surrounded by several

members eager to catch up. especially since they had missed the couple's wedding. Percival deftly handled the crowd, allowing Vivienne

hard

one of the stars of the show, her mentor

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

she couldn't help but blink in

something about the outfit seemed oddly

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

in a mix of choked laughter and coughing, everyone carefully

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

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

you're looking

your master to Cupido Tell me where exactly do you

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