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.

rascals run off

most, not

on the side with a few senior brothers, didn't

"What are you still doing here? Vivienne's been looking for you." Leopold, elated, stood to follow Griffin but then caught the "sharp" gazes thrown

he bid Finnian farewell before slowly

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

received all due respects, seizing

ceremony was performed by her, personally handing the cup to

tears, knew Vivienne truly believed he was destined to be connected with Juliette and Isaiah. His brothers simply couldn't

"Your heart is in the right place. They'll be your responsibility from now on,

emotion, eagerly nodded, oblivious

he left the stage, he

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

back, whispered, "I'm just

Rivenwood meant she recognized his

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

Linklater residence with

the room empty, Percival discovered Vivienne in the nursery, soothing

excitement of the party had kept them awake until now,

to sleep, waiting for Percival, she eventually drifted

Percival was greeted by this serene scene,

Vivienne sensed his presence, sitting up to greet

on his breath. Percival, silently, drew her close, his embrace tight as if wishing

"Mr.

Percival, his voice husky with a hint of intoxication, confessed, "Vivienne, there 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

next day, the

children's boutique, instructing the staff to wrap up the entire new collection, a

they were bundled up

watching him, not intervening, but her gaze clearly held unspoken words. Percival playfully tapped her nose, explaining, "I've been gone for a month, and I wanted to make

the piles of gifts,

to me like you're trying to