The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

After dinner, the kids and Andrew were playing in the living room, while Percival continued his chess game with Dorian. Cordelia and her daughter were having a chat with Vivienne in another room.

Astrid frowned as she recalled the child from earlier, "Vivienne, are you sure it's alright to keep that child with you? Everything you've mentioned seems too coincidental, and his mom doesn't even want him. What if you can't bond with him?" Astrid's concern was understandable, especially after the incident that happened next door. How could they not worry?

Vivienne just smiled, "It's fine to have him around."

Astrid wanted to say more but couldn't find the right words.

Vivienne, sensing their hesitation, patted their hands, "Don't worry, we know what we're doing."

Cordelia and Astrid, knowing Vivienne to be a judicious person, didn't press further.

After a while, Vivienne took the children back home.

Upon returning to the estate, the children prepared for bed and retreated to their rooms.

Vivienne had just sat down in her room when she received a message from Leopold, informing her that the tutor she asked for was almost ready.

Leopold, unable to resist, voiced his concern.

"Vivienne, are you sure it's okay not to let them mingle with peers?"

Vivienne raised an eyebrow. How had she prevented them from mingling?

"What do you mean?"

"Kids at this stage, I hear it's crucial for them. Having a home tutor is great, but it has its downsides. What if they become antisocial?"

seem like a child who needed

caught on, continuing

the urge

your

Leopold, puzzled, responded.

could a man get pregnant? Vivienne, what are you

has your brain gone haywire? Maybe you should get checked next

voice message was thus prevented, and he had no clue

showed the message to Griffin,

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trying to spare his dignity, stifled his laughter and shook his head, "Not at all. You're just being a

godfather, but fortunately, they weren't influenced by his

looking distressed. He hugged her and whispered, "Why the sigh? Something wrong?" Vivienne shook her head, then realized Percival had just showered, his hair still wet, adding an

guard by Percival's appearance, Vivienne found herself

by her reaction, teased,

down. "Dry

through his hair, finding comfort in the

was suddenly lifted by Percival, catching her off guard. As she was about to protest, she saw the

bed, his touch seemed

quickly

if you can't hold back, just let it out. The room is soundproof, no need

were up, but Vivienne and Percival hadn't

stood awkwardly with

his phone; indeed, they had agreed on 10:30. Waiting for half an hour without a word, especially from the parents, was unusual. Bending down to the kids, the tutor asked, "Are