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.

hour ago, Vivienne had called him, and now she

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

cold sweat on his palms, realizing that Vivienne had been right behind them while

their scheme seemed unfazed, peering out the window with a

Godfather needs to tell you, everything we discussed in the car and about school, we absolutely can't let Vivienne

her idea; she certainly wouldn't

always so easily

she is, would have noticed

the time, then shut his tablet, "Godfather, she won't find out as long as you don't keep getting

Leopold, "..."

pulled up

pavement. Her hair was tied up neatly, and she was wrapped in a striking red trench coat, catching everyone's eye. Five years hadn't left a mark on her; if anything, she

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

she noticed nothing

in her usual calm tone, "Leopold, have the

glanced at the two kids stepping out of the car, offering Vivienne a reassuring smile, "Not at all, Vivienne. Their teachers

two kids, now almost

the kids had already run over to Vivienne, not sparing him a second

things they had agreed

an arm around each child, asking, "Oh? And

Leopold hesitated.

no other kids in school quite like us. Mom, what does 'special' mean?" Juliette tilted her head, skillfully

looked down, explaining, "Every child is

blinked, expecting such an

since she had inherited Grandpa Finnian's old medical books, Mom had warned her not to show

were limited to once a

down Grandpa Finnian's place last time, she hadn't visited him in

didn't matter. Mom was back, and she wanted to stay

Grandpa Finnian, she could

this, Juliette buried her face in Vivienne's embrace, "Mom, I missed you so much. Didn't you miss Isaiah

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