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 had already

had no idea how long Vivienne had been tailing

palms, realizing that Vivienne had been right

the other key player in their scheme seemed unfazed, peering out the window with

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

idea; she certainly wouldn't let

always so easily

the sharp woman she

then shut his tablet, "Godfather, she won't find out as long as you

Leopold, "..."

smoothly pulled up

of her vehicle, her high heels clicking on the pavement. Her hair was tied up neatly, and she was wrapped in a striking red trench coat, catching everyone's

she had spotted Leopold's car

nothing suspicious, assured by her own

she spoke in her usual calm tone, "Leopold, have

out of the car, offering Vivienne a reassuring smile, "Not at all, Vivienne.

spoke, he looked down at the two kids, now almost as tall

to Vivienne, not sparing

they had

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

Leopold hesitated.

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

child is born unique; there's

expecting such

had warned

visits to Grandpa Finnian were limited to once a

last time, she hadn't visited him

back, and she wanted to stay by her

she could visit

"Mom, I missed you so much.

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