The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Percival stepped out of the office, the tension in his eyes replaced with an unmistakable gleam of joy.

Seeing Mr. Wolf in high spirits, Vivienne couldn't help but smile too.

Finally, no more dreadful doctor's visits.

Arriving home, Percival noticed an elegantly wrapped box outside. He first thought it was a delivery from Cecilia, but on closer inspection, it didn't seem like her style. Vivienne remembered what Leopold had mentioned on the phone right before Mr. Wolf opened it, "It's from Leopold."

Without giving it much thought, Percival brought the box inside, and neither of them dwelled on it much further.

The next morning, as Vivienne remembered they were to attend an engagement party, she opened Leopold's box and grimaced sharply.

Classic Leopold.

Expecting her to wear this dress in public was practically an invitation for everyone to burst into laughter.

By then, Percival was already dressed to the nines in a sleek black suit, looking exceptionally dashing. Noticing Vivienne frozen in place, he followed her gaze.

To his surprise, it was a bright red dress with a distinctively vintage Western flair!

It wasn't that it was ugly, but rather spectacularly so.

He glanced at Vivienne, his brows knitting together, "Leopold's doing?"

Vivienne just nodded, at a loss for words.

Who else but Leopold could have such an enigmatic taste in fashion?

Percival pulled out his phone, "I'll have Thomas bring over a different one."

"No need."

Vivienne grabbed a pair of scissors and took the dress to the bedroom.

She emerged a short while later, having transformed the dress. She had removed its excessive decorations, shortened its length to just above the knees, and altered it to sleeveless. The only traditional element she kept was its high neckline, but even that she had simplified.

With Vivienne's model-like figure, the red dress now looked absolutely stunning on her.

Percival was momentarily speechless.

to radiate an indescribable allure that

look of amazement in Mr. Wolf's eyes-and a hint of restrained desire-Vivienne approached him, her hand trailing from his suit jacket down to his tie, pulling him close.

a flicker in Percival's eyes as he wrapped his arms around her lower back to

a chance to react, Percival leaned in for a

connection made it difficult to

catch his breath, while Vivienne looked back at him, her eyes hazy with longing and

Mr. Wolf who was

condition, the doctor had advised

grandest hotel in Rivenwood had been entirely

Martinez and the Sterling families were uniting in marriage, drawing the elite

Vivienne and Percival arrived, the man of the hour, Leopold, greeted them at the door in a pristine white suit, his

seeing Vivienne and Percival approach, he hurried over to open their car door, "Vivienne, Percival,

it weren't for Leopold's big day, she might

Vivienne out of the car, chuckling, "Congratulations on your catch,

hopped around a bit, "All healed

red beneath Vivienne's coat, Leopold's eyes sparkled, "Vivienne, I told you my taste

for today, she would let it go

the hall, they

immediately surrounded by several

up. especially since they had missed the couple's wedding. Percival deftly handled the crowd, allowing Vivienne to look for her

wasn't hard

of the stars of the show, her mentor was sitting right at the most

a bright red suit that contrasted with his white

but blink in surprise. Her mentor really

something about the outfit

teasing, "No offense, Master, but you kinda look like Cupid decided to go traditional

and coughing,

the outfit's loudness, felt even more

have been

see you're looking for a

Cupido Tell me where exactly do you

Sometimes, it was wiser to agree with the

be tough to explain to

be in

the suddenly silent atmosphere, a cool voice spoke up, "It does look

mentor played a crucial role. If