The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Yorick shot him a glare, "You always have too much to say!"

"Come on, help me soothe the kids."

At the mention of the kids, Arthur instantly caved.

It was a good thing there were two of them; otherwise, he, as their grandad, wouldn't even have a fighting chance against their own dad. Vivienne was already immune to their antics.

Out of sight, out of mind.

At least for now, she could play the role of a hands-off manager.

She turned to Arthur, "Dad, where's Mom?"

Arthur awkwardly held one of the kids in his arms, too nervous to even glance around freely, and just jerked his chin towards the back.

"She's in the north wing, giving that lad one last round of acupuncture, hoping to stimulate his nerves. If all goes well, we should see some reaction in a couple of days." Vivienne checked on the kids to make sure they were truly sleepy before she left.

On her way, Leopold called, "Vivienne, Mr. Watson has heard the news and asked me to pass on a message."

Vivienne hummed as she walked, signaling him to continue.

"He said the Watson family owes you one. Just say the word if you need anything."

"Okay."

After hanging up, Vivienne knew the weight of a favor from the Watson family.

But, there was no need for it now.

She'd save it for when the time came.

Entering the room, Sasha was in the middle of an acupuncture session.

Vivienne quietly took a seat nearby.

Soon, she was sweating from the warmth.

Ever since Mr. Wolf had been brought to the Linklater family's care, the room's temperature was kept slightly higher to maintain his normal body heat. Now that spring was here, just sitting made her feel overheated.

Wolf hadn't

been a month already, and he didn't

his pulse, frowning at Percival's body that had physically recovered but still

of inquiry crossed her

"Mom,

are all healed, but

at her

and a renowned physician, she understood

Mr. Wolf couldn't wake up; he didn't want

her shoulder, "Don't overthink it. It's common in such cases. As soon as his consciousness

see

call her Vivienne with

feel his embrace

too sentimental, Sasha led her to

tomorrow is Uncle Maddox and Willa's engagement party. Grandpa has already arranged

it, "I'll pick a gift for Uncle

she didn't need to be so formal, "We're

and Willa make it official. I have to

day, Vivienne went shopping alone and

unmarked box in her hands, asked, "What did you buy?" Vivienne hid the box

again "Well, keep your secrets, but don't give them anything too outlandish. Willa is

en

her mother's imagination. Willa indeed

of elders, what could

day of

arrived at the Perez Homestead

was a small affair, just family,

the kids, claiming they couldn't relax not

been packed

an eagerly waiting Jasper,

but look past them, asking,

and Vivienne exchanged glances before focusing on

while Fredrick and Yuri Perez awkwardly avoided the

nobody wanted to upset the old man, especially

him, "Dad, the kids are still too young for the wind. We'll

men were too attached to