The Million-Dollar Heart

Hearing this, Leopold's expression shifted subtly, and he pursed his lips. "What if Vivienne finds out?"

He couldn't stop Vivienne from seeking happiness again.

But he had to ensure, on Percival's behalf, that anyone who came close to Vivienne had to be as deserving as Percival had been.

Unconditionally good to Vivienne.

But that guy, he wasn't the one.

Catching a glimpse of hope, Juliette raised her youthful eyebrows, "Godfather, think about it. Mom's always been pretty indifferent to him. If Isaiah and I drop a few hints, how could Mom possibly agree to his advances?" Leopold found himself agreeing.

No matter how formidable that man was, he couldn't overcome Juliette and Isaiah's dislike.

The car headed towards the Ellington estate.

Seated in the back, Juliette quickly figured out where Leopold was headed. She leaned back, "Godfather, it's not Friday. Why are we going to Grandma and Grandpa's place?"

Leopold replied, "Tonight's Thanksgiving. Vivienne asked me to pick you up for the celebration. She'll join us later."

Juliette nodded in understanding, accustomed to this arrangement.

Over the years, it had always been like this. No matter where Mom was, she would rush back to celebrate with Grandma, Grandpa, and Great Grandpa.

Because of this, Grandpa had secretly been quite jealous.

Complaining that Mom never spent these holidays with him and Grandma.

But such complaints were only muttered in their presence, never in front of Mom.

Because Grandpa was also a little afraid of Mom.

Only Grandma could really handle Mom.

Next to her, Isaiah glanced back nonchalantly, then suddenly announced, "Mom's here."

"What?"

Leopold was startled, quickly checking the rearview mirror to see a black Cayenne following closely behind.

Vivienne's car.

Vivienne had called him, and now she had

not for Isaiah's alert, he would have had no idea how long

felt a cold sweat on his palms, realizing that Vivienne

unfazed, peering out the window

and don't fuss. Godfather needs to tell you, everything we discussed in the car and about school, we absolutely can't

she certainly wouldn't let Mom find

always so

sharp woman she is, would have noticed

"Godfather, she won't find out as long as you don't keep getting so

Leopold, "..."

car smoothly pulled up

wrapped in a striking red

the airport, she had spotted Leopold's car and slowed

she noticed nothing suspicious, assured by her

in her usual calm tone, "Leopold, have the

at the two kids stepping out of the car, offering Vivienne a

down at the two kids, now

kids had already run over to Vivienne, not sparing

the things they had agreed to

arm around each child, asking, "Oh? And what did they

Leopold hesitated.

no other kids in school quite like us. Mom, what does

down, explaining, "Every child is born unique; there's nothing strange

expecting

books, Mom had warned her not to show off her

were limited

Grandpa Finnian's place last time,

matter. Mom was back, and she wanted to stay

she could visit

embrace, "Mom, I missed you so much.