The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

The kiss lasted a long time, stirring a flurry of tiny sparks within Percival that threatened to engulf his

sanity.

His slender fingers traced a path across Vivienne's skin.

Vivienne felt a sudden heat surge through her body. After snapping back to reality, she lifted her leg

and kicked in Percival's direction.

"Ouch!"

Percival winced. "Vivienne, are you trying to murder your husband?"

Vivienne's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red as embarrassment flickered across her delicate face.

She adjusted the neckline of her dress that had been pulled open. "Mr. Wolf! You've crossed the line!"

Had she been spoiling Percival too much recently?

His boldness was escalating, and he was daringly venturing further and further.

Just as she was contemplating how to teach Percival a lesson, she noticed his gaze fall on her chest.

Vivienne lifted her hand to slap him, only to have it gently held by Percival.

"Stop."

He reached out to grasp the pendant hanging around Vivienne's neck. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

It had been revealed during their playful tussle.

He reached to his own neck, pulling out another pendant that was identical to hers, and held them

together.

The two halves of the pendant, when joined together, formed a key.

Vivienne furrowed her brows. "A key?"

Percival's deep, alluring eyes narrowed slightly. They both knew each other had a piece of the pendant,

but they had never thought that when put together, they would form a key.

He fell silent for a moment, then asked, "Did your mother leave anything that needed to be locked up?"

Vivienne shook her head. "No."

Her mother had only told her where to find the potion.

She had already obtained the potions from Dorian and Anna. Additionally, she had one in her

possession, making three in total. Her mother had revealed to her that there were only two potions.

Clearly, her mother hadn't told her the whole truth.

So far, she had found out that there were at least six potions.

What was this lock that her mother had left behind supposed to open?

Vivienne's eyes narrowed for a moment, then she looked towards the courtyard of the Brooks Mansion

as her gaze turned deep and thoughtful. "I have underestimated him."

"Don't worry. The fox will eventually show its tail." Percival's eyes narrowed as his demeanor suddenly

turned cold.

Anyone who harmed Vivienne’s mother would pay the price.

Vivienne nodded, not saying anything more.

The flirtatious atmosphere between them had suddenly vanished.

"Get some rest." Percival said softly.

...

The next day.

As soon as Vivienne woke up, there was a knock on the door.

She opened the door to find Percival leaning against the wall with an expression of helplessness on his

stoic face.

Vivienne raised an eyebrow. "What's up?"

Percival pinched his temple and held up his phone to Vivienne.

"Are you even listening to what I'm saying? When are you going to bring Vivienne back? If you can't

handle this small task, don't ever call yourself my grandson!"

On the screen, Richard was lecturing Percival, and his brows were furrowed in frustration.

"Vivienne?" Richard was in the middle of his tirade when he suddenly saw Vivienne. His expression

immediately softened, and his eyes crinkled into a smile. "Why don't you come over to your

grandfather's place? I've prepared some delicious food and fun activities for you."

"Sounds good." Vivienne softly smiled at him.

Upon hearing Vivienne accept, Richard couldn't contain his joy. He stopped his lecture and hung up the

call to instruct the household staff on what to prepare.

Finally free from his grandfather's nagging, Percival chuckled and said to Vivienne, "Looks like the ugly

bride is finally going to meet her in-laws."

Although they had met before, this was their first official visit.

"Am I ugly?" Vivienne gave Percival a sidelong glance.

Percival's heart warmed as she glanced at him. He leaned in and took her hand.

"Not at all. My Vivienne is the most beautiful woman in the world." He wrapped an arm around her

waist and gave her a light peck on the lips. "And the sweetest."

A blush spread across Vivienne's fair and delicate face.

This man was intoxicating. Every time she was near him, she found it hard to control herself.

"Cough, cough!"

The sound of someone clearing their throat echoed from the side.

Percival turned his head to see Scott and Judith approaching from the other end of the corridor.

Both Percival and Vivienne looked slightly uncomfortable.

"Judith, Scott."

Percival greeted them politely, neither humble nor arrogant.

"How did you sleep last night?" Judith asked with a kind smile.

"Not bad." Vivienne responded curtly.

She completely ignored Scott's longing and concerned gaze.

Vivienne's indifferent demeanor left Judith at a loss, making the atmosphere a bit awkward.

At that moment, Baron descended from the upper floor.

His health hadn't fully recovered, and the hurried journey back from the nursing home the night before,

coupled with the sudden change of environment, resulted in a sleepless night. His aged eyes were

slightly red and swollen.

The rest of the family also gradually came down.

After the previous night's incident, everyone had a clear understanding of Vivienne's temperament and

greeted her with smiles.

Except for Carl. The thought of being swindled out of 12 million by Vivienne still caused his heart to

ache. He didn't even spare Vivienne a glance.

The servants then brought a hearty and delicious breakfast to the table.

Baron sat at the head of the table. His aged and cloudy eyes swept over everyone before landing on

Vivienne, causing a smile to appear on his stern face. "How are you settling in?"

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, and a faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "What do you think?"

Everyone around the table gasped.

Vivienne sure had guts.

Speaking with such an attitude towards the old man?!

Everyone knew that when the old man lost his temper, he showed no mercy.

Just as everyone was expecting the old man to erupt, he instead let out a hearty laugh. "Hahaha! It

seems you're still holding a grudge! You really get your temper from me! You won't let yourself be

wronged at all!"

Vivienne remained silent, not responding.

"That's the spirit!" Baron leaned back in his chair, radiating an aura of authority. "As a child of the

Brooks family, you should never tolerate bullying! You did the right thing!"

Vivienne looked up and was somewhat surprised.

Baron, it seemed, was different from the rest of the Brooks family.

So far, aside from Paula and that Carl fellow, the rest of the Brooks had at least managed not to get on

her nerves.

Seeing her silence, Baron chuckled. "What? Do you think I'd side with Paula just because she's my

daughter?"

Vivienne remained noncommittal.

Judith and Scott often expressed their joy at her return, but whenever Paula gave her trouble, they

would only scold her a few times.

Ostensibly, they were helping her, but in reality, they were assisting Paula.

That was why it was difficult for her to maintain a positive attitude towards Judith and Scott.

"My dear girl." Baron straightened up and looked at Vivienne seriously. "A truly powerful family does not

tolerate parasites."

Vivienne paused, then smiled.

Indeed, the perspective and demeanor of a true family head were quite different.

After breakfast, everyone sat in silence. No one uttered a single word.

After the meal, Percival set down his utensils, elegantly took out a napkin, and wiped his mouth.

"Baron, Vivienne will be accompanying me back to the Ellington family home today to visit my

grandfather."