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

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

felt a cold sweat on his palms, realizing that Vivienne had

in their scheme seemed unfazed, peering

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

her idea; she certainly wouldn't

Godfather, always so easily

being the sharp woman she

tablet, "Godfather, she won't find out

Leopold, "..."

Leopold's car smoothly pulled up

wrapped in a striking red trench coat, catching everyone's eye. Five years hadn't left a mark on

leaving the airport, she had

way, she noticed nothing suspicious, assured by

her usual calm

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

the two

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

about the things they had

each child,

Leopold hesitated.

they said 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

down, explaining, "Every child is

expecting such

books, Mom had warned her not to

Grandpa Finnian were limited to

after accidentally burning down Grandpa Finnian's place last time, she

and she wanted to stay by her

she could visit once his anger had

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

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