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.

had called him, and

alert, he would have had no idea how long Vivienne had

his palms, realizing that Vivienne had been right behind

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

fuss. Godfather needs to tell you, everything we discussed in the car and about school,

certainly wouldn't let Mom find

always

being the sharp woman she is, would have noticed

at the time, then shut his tablet, "Godfather, she won't find out

Leopold, "..."

Leopold's car smoothly pulled up

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 seemed

she had spotted Leopold's car and slowed

she noticed nothing suspicious, assured

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

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

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

to

things they had agreed to keep

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

Leopold hesitated.

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

looked down, explaining, "Every child is born unique; there's nothing strange

expecting such an

Finnian's old medical books, Mom had warned her not to

were

burning down Grandpa Finnian's place last time, she hadn't visited him in the mountains for

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

Grandpa Finnian, she could visit once his

missed you so much.

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