The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1072

Five years later.

At the Rivenwood Public Kindergarten, in the office.

"Snap!"

"I'm at my wit's end, just look at this! How many times has it been?"

The headteacher's face was a palette of frustration, sitting at her desk, eyes blazing with anger.

What on earth had she done in her past life to deserve dealing with these two little reincarnations of mischief?

Leopold glanced at the photo on the desk, his mouth twitching in annoyance, yet he managed to maintain his composure. "Kiera, please, calm down. Have some tea. Whatever the cost, we'll cover it twice over. Kids will be kids, after all. Please be patient with them." Outside the window, two kids in red uniforms were tiptoeing to peek inside, watching Leopold bending over backward to smooth things over.

One whispered to the other, "Sis, think Uncle Leo can smooth things over with Kiera this time?"

Juliette blinked her eyes, a relieved expression on her face, "Uncle Leo's handled this stuff loads of times. Piece of cake. Besides, who else could we possibly call?"

Isaiah, his face betraying a maturity beyond his years, countered, "But what if Uncle Leo goes back and snitches to Mom again?"

At the mention, Juliette's eyes sparkled with mischief, mirroring the look of their mother Vivienne, "I have a plan, guaranteed to keep Uncle Leo from breathing a word of this."

Isaiah, skeptical, moved closer to hear her out but was already doubting the feasibility.

"Are you sure?"

"Remember last time? Uncle Leo tried to cover for you, and mom gave him one look, and he spilled everything. We ended up kneeling at the door for an entire afternoon. Forgot about that?"

If it weren't for grandpa stepping in, sending grandma to plead on their behalf, they'd have been kneeling till midnight, thanks to mom's temper.

Juliette raised an eyebrow, confidence oozing, "This time it's different. Uncle Leo will definitely agree."

Inside the office.

promises from

couldn't

Sterling, you're their guardian. It's your responsibility to educate them, not just lip service,

I can't keep them here. What kind of kids manage to

what Vivienne meant by

he was left holding the

pegged him as the go-to uncle, avoiding involving Vivienne whenever

he to

Mountain, where they accidentally set fire to their master's residence and then turned a library into their coloring book, his fellow disciples had been overly welcoming, suggesting he keep the kids at an arm's

taking care of the kids for two days while Leopold

worry, I'll talk to them. It

to the window, "Juliette, Isaiah, get in here and apologize

Leopold was simmering with anger but kept the speed to a steady

"Uncle Leo, why are we taking a different

to be left alone with his

"You're not planning to get rid of us,

peaked,

you? After

take you?

your playgrounds. If I brought you home,

this, see

eyes welling up, "Uncle Leo, do you not want us anymore?" "Stop playing the victim. If anyone's

vented, "Count

starting preschool, how many

intervened, you'd have led a whole kinder-garden on a wild goose chase. The principal called me

thought alone terrified

incident had made all the fancy

with no choice but to turn to

"They wanted to see the ocean, so we went. It's not

wit's end, "It's not about being lost. You're only

two options: fund a private school just for them or send

"So, you're just tired of dealing