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.

to radiate an indescribable allure

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,

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

chance to react, Percival leaned in for a kiss,

intensity of their connection made it difficult to

to catch his breath, while Vivienne looked back at him, her

Wolf who was struggling

Vivienne's current condition, the doctor had advised

had been entirely booked

in marriage, drawing the

arrived, the man of the hour, Leopold, greeted them at the door in

he hurried over to open their car

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

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

hopped around a

coat, Leopold's eyes sparkled, "Vivienne, I told you my taste was impeccable. Griffin

she would let it go for Griffin's

the hall,

immediately surrounded by several

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

wasn't hard

show, her mentor was sitting right at the most prominent

suit that contrasted with his white hair, made

approached, she couldn't help but blink in surprise. Her

the outfit seemed

Old-FDawson teasing, "No offense, Master, but you kinda look like

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

self-conscious about the outfit's loudness,

came with the suit, he wouldn't have been caught dead in it. But that

looking for

where exactly do you

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