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?"

reasoning. Did Juliette seem like a child who

Leopold hadn't caught on, continuing

urge to block him,

your house

Leopold, puzzled, responded.

a man get pregnant? Vivienne, what are

the one pregnant, why has your brain gone haywire? Maybe you should get checked next time you accompany Griffin for a prenatal visit." After sending a smiling emoji, Vivienne

lengthy voice message was thus prevented, and he had no

showed the message to Griffin,

so funny? Did I say something

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

the children's godfather, but fortunately, they weren't influenced

the sigh? Something wrong?" Vivienne shook her head, then realized Percival had just

Percival's appearance, Vivienne found herself at

by her reaction, teased, "Lost in your

be?" Vivienne replied, pulling him to sit down. "Dry your hair, don't want

through his hair, finding

guard. As she was about to protest, she

his touch seemed to ignite her

gaze quickly became

ear, "Tonight, if you can't hold back, just let it out. The room is soundproof, no need to worry about the kids."

Vivienne and Percival hadn't come downstairs, even though the

children stood awkwardly with

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