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.

an hour ago, Vivienne had called him, and now she had already rushed back from the

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

tight and don't fuss. Godfather needs to tell you, everything we discussed in the car

was her idea; she certainly

always

she is, would have

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

Leopold, "..."

later, Leopold's car smoothly pulled up outside the Ellington

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

long after leaving the airport, she had spotted

noticed nothing suspicious, assured by her own

calm tone, "Leopold, have

car, offering Vivienne a

he spoke, he looked down at the two

to Vivienne, not sparing him a

the things they had

wrapped an arm around each child,

Leopold hesitated.

I are smart and cute. That there are no other kids in school quite like us. Mom, what

looked down, explaining, "Every child is born unique;

expecting such an

had warned

to Grandpa Finnian were limited to once a

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

it didn't matter. Mom was back, and she

Finnian, she could visit once

face in Vivienne's embrace, "Mom, I missed you so much. Didn't you miss Isaiah and me at all when

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