The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1073

Hearing this, Leopold's expression shifted subtly, and he pursed his lips. "What if Vivienne finds out?"

He couldn't stop Vivienne from seeking happiness again.

But he had to ensure, on Percival's behalf, that anyone who came close to Vivienne had to be as deserving as Percival had been.

Unconditionally good to Vivienne.

But that guy, he wasn't the one.

Catching a glimpse of hope, Juliette raised her youthful eyebrows, "Godfather, think about it. Mom's always been pretty indifferent to him. If Isaiah and I drop a few hints, how could Mom possibly agree to his advances?" Leopold found himself agreeing.

No matter how formidable that man was, he couldn't overcome Juliette and Isaiah's dislike.

The car headed towards the Ellington estate.

Seated in the back, Juliette quickly figured out where Leopold was headed. She leaned back, "Godfather, it's not Friday. Why are we going to Grandma and Grandpa's place?"

Leopold replied, "Tonight's Thanksgiving. Vivienne asked me to pick you up for the celebration. She'll join us later."

Juliette nodded in understanding, accustomed to this arrangement.

Over the years, it had always been like this. No matter where Mom was, she would rush back to celebrate with Grandma, Grandpa, and Great Grandpa.

Because of this, Grandpa had secretly been quite jealous.

Complaining that Mom never spent these holidays with him and Grandma.

But such complaints were only muttered in their presence, never in front of Mom.

Because Grandpa was also a little afraid of Mom.

Only Grandma could really handle Mom.

Next to her, Isaiah glanced back nonchalantly, then suddenly announced, "Mom's here."

"What?"

mirror to

Vivienne's car.

hour ago, Vivienne had called him, and now

not for Isaiah's alert, he would have had no idea how long Vivienne had been

on his palms, realizing that Vivienne had been right behind them while he and

scheme seemed unfazed, peering out the window with a flicker

swallowed nervously, "Juliette, Isaiah, sit tight and don't fuss. Godfather needs to tell you, everything we discussed in the

certainly wouldn't let Mom find

Godfather, always so easily

being the sharp woman she is, would have

his tablet, "Godfather, she won't find out as long as you don't keep getting

Leopold, "..."

pulled

her high heels clicking on the pavement. Her hair was tied up neatly, and she was wrapped in a striking red trench coat, catching everyone's

she had

the way, she noticed nothing suspicious, assured

sunglasses, she spoke in her usual calm tone,

two kids stepping out of the car, offering Vivienne a reassuring smile, "Not at all, Vivienne. Their teachers

the two kids, now

the kids had already run over to Vivienne, not sparing

things they had agreed to

wrapped an arm around each child, asking, "Oh? And what did they

Leopold hesitated.

are smart and cute. That there are no other kids in school quite like us. Mom, what does 'special' mean?" Juliette tilted her

down, explaining, "Every child is born unique; there's nothing

expecting

had warned her not to show off her

to Grandpa Finnian were limited to once a

down Grandpa Finnian's place last time, she

was back, and she wanted to

Finnian, she could visit

her face in Vivienne's embrace, "Mom, I missed you so much. Didn't you miss

by a hint of emotion-Vivienne was the only one

stay a