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.

called him, and now she had already rushed

Isaiah's alert, he would have had no idea how long Vivienne had been

sweat on his palms, realizing that Vivienne had been right

seemed unfazed, peering out

you, everything we discussed in the car and about school, we absolutely can't let Vivienne catch on, got it?" Juliette

was her idea; she certainly wouldn't

always

woman she is,

"Godfather, she won't find out as long

Leopold, "..."

pulled

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, she seemed

had spotted Leopold's

noticed nothing suspicious, assured by her own

spoke in her usual calm tone, "Leopold,

instinctively glanced at the two kids stepping out of the car, offering Vivienne a reassuring smile, "Not at all, Vivienne. Their teachers even

spoke, he looked down at the two kids, now

had already run over to Vivienne, not sparing him

the things they had agreed to

arm around each child, asking, "Oh?

Leopold hesitated.

and cute. That there are no other kids in school quite like us. Mom, what does 'special' mean?"

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

expecting such

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

to Grandpa Finnian were limited to once

down Grandpa Finnian's place last time,

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

could

"Mom, I missed you so much. Didn't you miss

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