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.

ago, Vivienne had called him, and now

not for Isaiah's alert, he would have had no idea how

felt a cold sweat on his palms, realizing that Vivienne

seemed unfazed, peering

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

was her idea; she certainly wouldn't

Godfather, always so easily

woman she is, would have

then shut his tablet, "Godfather, she won't find

Leopold, "..."

later, Leopold's car smoothly pulled up

pavement. Her hair was tied up neatly, and she was wrapped in a striking red trench

airport, she had

noticed nothing suspicious, assured by

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

Vivienne a reassuring smile, "Not at all, Vivienne. Their teachers even praised them

down at the two kids, now almost as tall as

run over to Vivienne, not sparing him a

things they had agreed to keep

arm around each child, asking,

Leopold hesitated.

That there are no other kids in school quite

is born unique; there's nothing strange

expecting such an

Mom had warned her not to show off her knowledge

were limited

time, she hadn't

matter. Mom was back, and she

for Grandpa Finnian, she could visit once his anger

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

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