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

have had no

palms, realizing that Vivienne had been right behind them while he and Juliette were

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

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

certainly wouldn't

always so

she is, would have noticed

his tablet, "Godfather, she won't find

Leopold, "..."

later, Leopold's car smoothly pulled

vehicle, her high heels clicking on the pavement. 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 a mark on her; if anything,

leaving the airport, she had spotted Leopold's car

nothing suspicious,

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

car, offering Vivienne a

at the two kids, now almost as tall

the kids had already run over to Vivienne, not sparing

things they had agreed

an arm around each child, asking, "Oh?

Leopold hesitated.

are no other kids in school quite like us. Mom, what does 'special' mean?" Juliette tilted her head,

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

expecting such

had warned her not to show off her knowledge in front of

to Grandpa Finnian were limited to

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

didn't matter. Mom was back, and she wanted to stay

Grandpa Finnian, she could

I missed you so much. Didn't you miss Isaiah

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