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.

Vivienne had called him, and now she had already

have had no idea how long Vivienne

that Vivienne had been right

the other key player in their scheme seemed unfazed, peering out the window with

needs to tell you, everything we discussed in the car and about

was her idea; she certainly wouldn't let Mom

always so

woman she is, would have noticed

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

Leopold, "..."

pulled

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

had spotted

way, she noticed nothing suspicious, assured by

spoke in her usual calm tone, "Leopold,

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

spoke, he looked down at the two kids, now

over to Vivienne, not sparing him

about the things they had agreed

child, asking, "Oh? And what did they

Leopold hesitated.

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

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

expecting such

had warned her not to show off her knowledge in front

Finnian were limited to once

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

and

for Grandpa Finnian, she could visit once

embrace, "Mom, I missed you so much. Didn't you miss Isaiah and me

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