Everyone was slack-jawed with amazement.

Just a kiss?

Was it really necessary to chase after Leopold for 15 years just because of a peck on the lips?

This woman was really something!

“Explain, my foot! My BFF told me a kiss is as good as hitting the hay, and you even held me close, swearing you’d marry me when we grew up! Are you even a man? Can’t remember your promises?” Griffin fumed, her anger mounting by the second.

That was her first kiss.

And she had held onto it for 23 years, waiting for Leopold to step up and take responsibility.

But this guy!

He was flat-out denying it!

Leopold was hopping mad, “Which of your BFFs said that? Bring her here. I’ll give her a piece of my mind! Responsible for a kiss? If that’s the case, considering the number of women I’ve kissed, should I marry them all?”

“Ptooey! Have I lost my mind? Why did I say ‘the number of women I’ve kissed’? I’ve only ever kissed Griffin!” He thought.

And it was that very kiss that had sparked a decade and a half of pursuit, leaving him so terrified that he dared not even think of romance.

“You dared to kiss someone else?” Griffin’s face turned a shade of jealous green.

Leopold opened his mouth to explain, but Griffin turned her back, clinging to Vivienne’s legs and wailing, “Vivienne, look at this scoundrel! Not only does he refuse to take responsibility for me, but he’s also messing around with other women. My life is so miserable, truly unbearable.”

Vivienne rubbed her temples as Griffin’s ranting gave her a headache.

She grabbed Leopold, swiftly healed his previously dislocated arm amid his cries of surprise, and then shoved him toward Griffin.

“Go and get hitched!” Vivienne said dismissively, her eyes rolling with contempt.

verge of tears. “Vivienne, it really isn’t how she’s making

you think you don’t have to take

been in

Percival had ever

in her dictionary, a kiss

if they slept together, the responsibility would be

nodded vigorously. “Exactly, you’ve got to take

A real problem solver!” She thanked Vivienne in

was at a

only I had known it would come to

that he was only ten at the time, and Griffin was a cute seven-year-old, like a porcelain doll, and he

promised, “Don’t worry, I’ll marry you

this whole situation was Percival’s doing. Thus,

supposed to last a lifetime. We can’t just rush into it because of something

we step outside to talk?

for a

be plagued with

objections, neither did Vivienne.

that, her gaze darkened as she turned to Leopold. “Don’t make me

chill ran down Leopold’s spine at her icy tone. He nodded meekly. “Understood, Vivienne. I’ll

hurriedly

them leave, then settled back in her chair. “Let’s continue

“Sure.”

in the room was still recovering from Griffin’s outburst, eerily

on Percival, her eyebrows lifting. “Mr. Wolf, that was

“Breaking ties with me is not that

know what to

a twinge

later, Leopold returned

glanced up, noting that Griffin had

fact that Griffin left so

raised an eyebrow. “All

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