The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 1067

Arthur choked on his words, momentarily unsure of where to throw his support.

Percival stepped in to clear the air, "Dad, Vivienne and I will be back by evening."

Vivienne glanced at him, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Mr. Wolf had awakened and was staying here?

Percival explained, "The house is still a mess, and we haven't got around to getting all the baby stuff. A baby shower after a month isn't too late." Arthur's face lit up, "Right, right, the baby shower! I'll have the invitations sent out immediately. I'll draft them tonight."

His resentment towards Percival dissipated.

He had regrets about his daughter's wedding.

This time, at his grandchildren's baby shower, he was determined to make it right.

The Ellington family.

As Percival and Vivienne entered the living room with the kids, Richard's teacup crashed to the floor.

Despite decades of hardship, his eyes reddened at that moment.

Percival knelt before Richard, his expression somber, "Grandpa, I'm sorry for worrying you."

Vivienne, holding the twins, had a reserved look in her eyes.

Was she overthinking it?

Mr. Wolf seemed different since waking up.

Nathan and Cecilia came down the stairs upon hearing the commotion, tears of joy streaming down their faces at the sight of Percival.

Richard helped him up, sighing, "What's all this? It's good you're awake."

"Your concern should be for Vivienne. She's taken on too much for you."

Percival nodded, looking towards Vivienne with a mix of deep affection and guilt.

But above all, her love for him was undeniable.

Vivienne responded with a smile.

Mr. Wolf was still her Mr. Wolf, unchanged.

Percival looked around and then at Cecilia, "Mom, where's Isolde?"

worry, "Isolde's upstairs. She said she didn't know

tightened as he glanced towards Vivienne,

Vivienne nodded.

and Mr.

he could untie the knot that was

listening to the noises

have been downstairs

didn't know how to

footsteps outside grew

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

stood outside, not knocking

out casually, yet earnestly, "Let's

bit her lip, unsure how

"Brother, I don't want to

that you don't want to,

trembled behind

am. Issues need to be

drained of color. Percival's words frightened

was referring to the incident where she had poisoned the

family tiptoed around the subject,

tried to forget, but

etched in her mind, haunting her nightly with that voice

a shadow clinging to

through again, hammering on Isolde's most dreaded nerve, "How have I taught you, to act

flung open the door

burst into

who added something

don't understand what came over me. I know you all might still suspect me, and I'm aware." "Why won't you believe me, why won't

the commotion, were stopped

"Vivienne?"

Mr. Wolf

until she collapsed

approach, extending

guiding her into

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