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.

him, and now

Isaiah's alert, he would have had no idea how long Vivienne had

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

their scheme seemed unfazed, peering out the window with a flicker of

we discussed in the car and about school, we

was her idea; she certainly wouldn't let Mom find

always so easily

sharp woman she

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

Leopold, "..."

later, Leopold's car smoothly pulled up

heels clicking on the pavement. Her hair was tied up neatly, and she was wrapped in a striking red trench coat, catching everyone's eye. Five years

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

she noticed nothing suspicious, assured by her own

sunglasses, she spoke in her usual calm tone, "Leopold, have the kids been any

of the car, offering Vivienne a reassuring smile, "Not at all, Vivienne. Their teachers even praised them today,

looked down at the two kids, now almost as tall

the kids had already run over to

they

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

Leopold hesitated.

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

looked down, explaining, "Every child is born

blinked, expecting such

she had inherited Grandpa Finnian's old medical books, Mom had warned her not to show off her knowledge in front of

were limited to

place last time, she hadn't visited

matter. Mom was back, and she wanted to stay by her

could

Vivienne's embrace, "Mom, I missed you so much. Didn't you

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