The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne was taken aback.

She remembered a time when even her mentor wouldn't part with such a treasure, and now here it was being offered up. What had changed?

Jasper, with a keen eye, called out the old man's motives, "Grandpa, don't think I'm clueless about your little scheme. It broke my heart to see Vivienne up in those hills for years. And now you're trying to charm away my great-grandson? Not even for a mountain of gold!" Finnian scoffed, "You think I view Emerald Mountain as just any place? I choose my students based on talent."

He was set on taking the children under his wing. If not both, then at least one.

Yorick, listening to the banter, chimed in, "They say the nature of a gift reflects the giver's blessings for the child. Since some are being unreliable, I'll ensure the kids have something practical to use."

He instructed someone nearby, "Display the artwork I brought."

Jasper was instantly riled up, "Oh, acting like we don't have real treasures too?"

Finnian's demeanor turned serious.

He was determined to take this disciple under his wing, no one else's.

The competition sparked, and treasures were handed out like they were mere vegetables at a market.

Throughout this, only Richard looked on with a smile, not bothering to intervene, secretly hoping for more generous offerings.

The Perez family guests were chuckling among themselves, seemingly unbothered by the patriarch almost giving away the family fortune.

After all, what was given to the children was essentially given to Vivienne.

And the Perez family hardly needed those treasures.

Same went for the Linklater family; it was as if the treasures were just making a round within the household.

Eventually, Finnian was the last to realize his oversight, his precious collection now emptied, and not a soul had stopped him.

The only ones who could have, were currently mingling outside.

Vivienne and Percival shared a knowing smile, "Mr. Wolf, perhaps we should open an antique store with all these gifts. We'd never have to worry about our future." Percival held her hand, "Sounds like a plan, my dear."

When Leopold was pressed to return by the crowd, he found Finnian with a sullen face among the attendees.

Seeing them only fueled his irritation.

those rascals run off

were needed most, not one

the side with a few senior brothers, didn't dare make

Vivienne's been looking for you." Leopold, elated, stood to follow Griffin

Finnian farewell before slowly making his

venerable elders present, Leopold, the "godfather," kept a low profile, merely going through

she made sure he received all due respects, seizing the moment to

by

and Isaiah. His brothers simply couldn't understand. "Vivienne, I swear to protect Juliette and Isaiah with my life,"

in the right place. They'll be your

eagerly nodded, oblivious to the significance

left the stage, he took a

his cold palms, asked in concern, "What's

back, whispered, "I'm just

him to all of Rivenwood meant she recognized his

though puzzled by Vivienne's fondness for him, could only shake her

the party, Vivienne returned to the Linklater residence with

Percival discovered Vivienne in the nursery, soothing

the party had kept them awake until now, but they

for Percival, she

was greeted by this serene scene, hesitating to approach, lest

his presence, sitting up to

usual abstention from alcohol broken tonight, as Vivienne noted the scent on his breath. Percival, silently, drew her close, his embrace tight as if wishing to merge

concerned about the children, whispered, "Mr. Wolf,

will always be time for the children, but now, you're what matters most to me." Before she could respond, she was swept off her feet, carried to the adjoining

next day, the

where Percival led them into a children's boutique, instructing the staff to wrap

spared as they were bundled up and sent over to the Linklater

stood by watching him, not intervening, but her gaze clearly held unspoken words. Percival playfully tapped her nose, explaining, "I've been gone

piles of

eyebrow, "Looks to me like you're trying