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 rushed

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

cold sweat on his palms, realizing that Vivienne had been right behind them while he and

unfazed, peering out the window with

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

her idea; she certainly

Godfather, always

being the sharp woman she is, would have noticed

glanced at the time, then shut his tablet, "Godfather, she won't find out as long as you don't keep getting so

Leopold, "..."

pulled

the pavement. Her hair was tied up neatly, and she was wrapped in a striking red trench coat, catching everyone's

she had spotted Leopold's car

the way, she noticed nothing suspicious, assured by

her usual calm tone, "Leopold,

of the car, offering Vivienne a reassuring smile, "Not at all, Vivienne. Their teachers even

looked down at the two kids, now almost as tall as his

the kids had already run over to

they had

child, asking, "Oh? And what

Leopold hesitated.

there are no other kids in school quite like

is born unique; there's

expecting such an

had warned her not to show off her knowledge in front

visits to Grandpa Finnian were limited to

Finnian's place last time,

didn't matter. Mom was back, and

Grandpa Finnian, she could visit once his anger

Vivienne's embrace, "Mom, I missed you so much.

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