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?"

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

expression tightened as he glanced towards

Vivienne nodded.

and Mr. Wolf

he could untie the knot that was

Isolde stood by the door, listening to the noises

should have been downstairs

know how

outside grew

Isolde's heart raced.

This wasn't her parents.

"Isolde!"

knocking or coming too

out casually, yet earnestly, "Let's

lip,

voice trembling, "Brother, I don't want to

slightly, "Is it that you don't want

behind

know how I am. Issues need

color. Percival's words

referring to the incident where she had poisoned the family's

around the subject,

had tried to forget,

her mind, haunting her nightly with that voice praising her,

a shadow clinging to her,

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

flung open the door separating

but burst into tears, shouting, "It

one who added something

me. I know you all might still suspect me, and I'm aware." "Why won't

Cecilia, startled by the commotion, were stopped by Vivienne

"Vivienne?"

upstairs, "Mom, Dad, Mr.

vented until she collapsed

then did he approach, extending his

into the room to sit on a

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