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?"

nearly laughed at Leopold's reasoning. Did Juliette seem like a

caught

urge to block him,

in your house

Leopold, puzzled, responded.

it's little Yi Yi. How could a man get pregnant? Vivienne,

your brain gone haywire? Maybe you should get checked next time you accompany Griffin for a prenatal visit." After sending a smiling

voice message was thus prevented, and he

he showed the message to

so funny? Did I

his dignity, stifled his laughter and shook his

Leopold as the children's godfather,

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

by Percival's appearance, Vivienne found herself at a loss

by her reaction, teased,

sit down. "Dry your hair, don't

through

hair, Vivienne was suddenly lifted by Percival, catching her off guard. As she was about to

laid Vivienne on the bed, his touch seemed to ignite

gaze quickly became

let it out. The room is soundproof,

children were up, but Vivienne and Percival hadn't come downstairs, even

children stood awkwardly with

a word, especially from the parents, was unusual. Bending down to the kids, the