The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 1021

Percival stepped out of the office, the tension in his eyes replaced with an unmistakable gleam of joy.

Seeing Mr. Wolf in high spirits, Vivienne couldn't help but smile too.

Finally, no more dreadful doctor's visits.

Arriving home, Percival noticed an elegantly wrapped box outside. He first thought it was a delivery from Cecilia, but on closer inspection, it didn't seem like her style.

Vivienne remembered what Leopold had mentioned on the phone right before Mr. Wolf opened it, “It's from Leopold.”

Without giving it much thought, Percival brought the box inside, and neither of them dwelled on it much further.

The next morning, as Vivienne remembered they were to attend an engagement party, she opened Leopold’s box and grimaced sharply.

Classic Leopold.

Expecting her to wear this dress in public was practically an invitation for everyone to burst into laughter.

By then, Percival was already dressed to the nines in a sleek black suit, looking exceptionally dashing. Noticing Vivienne frozen in place, he followed her gaze.

To his surprise, it was a bright red dress with a distinctively vintage Western flair!

It wasn't that it was ugly, but rather spectacularly so.

He glanced at Vivienne, his brows knitting together, “Leopold’s doing?”

Vivienne just nodded, at a loss for words.

Who else but Leopold could have such an enigmatic taste in fashion?

Percival pulled out his phone, “I’ll have Thomas bring over a different one.”

“No need.”

Vivienne grabbed a pair of scissors and took the dress to the bedroom.

She emerged a short while later, having transformed the dress. She had removed its excessive decorations, shortened its length to just above the knees, and altered it to sleeveless. The only traditional element she kept was its high neckline, but even that she had simplified.

With Vivienne's model-like figure, the red dress now looked absolutely stunning on her.

Percival was momentarily speechless.

Vivienne, now visibly pregnant, seemed to radiate an indescribable allure that was utterly captivating.

Catching the look of amazement in Mr. Wolf’s eyes—and a hint of restrained desire—Vivienne approached him, her hand trailing from his suit jacket down to his tie, pulling him close. Her lips parted slightly, “Mr. Wolf, do I look beautiful?”

There was a flicker in Percival’s eyes as he wrapped his arms around her lower back to steady her, “Vivienne, you’re always the most beautiful.”

Without giving Vivienne a chance to react, Percival leaned in for a kiss, to which Vivienne responded with equal fervor.

The intensity of their connection made it difficult to pull away.

Percival finally lifted his head, trying to catch his breath, while Vivienne looked back at him, her eyes hazy with longing and a touch of frustration.

It wasn’t just Mr. Wolf who was struggling to hold back.

With Vivienne’s current condition, the doctor had advised waiting another month...

The grandest hotel in Rivenwood had been entirely booked for today.

The Martinez and the Sterling families were uniting in marriage, drawing the elite of Rivenwood to their celebration.

As Vivienne and Percival arrived, the man of the hour, Leopold, greeted them at the door in a pristine white suit, his grin nearly splitting his face.

Upon seeing Vivienne and Percival approach, he hurried over to open their car door, “Vivienne, Percival, you’ve arrived.”

Vivienne shot him a look that said a thousand words, but ultimately, she simply nodded. If it weren’t for Leopold’s big day, she might have given him a piece of her mind about his questionable fashion sense.

Seeing Leopold glowing with happiness, Percival supported Vivienne out of the car, chuckling, “Congratulations on your catch, moving around pretty smoothly, aren’t you?”

Leopold hopped around a bit, “All healed up.”

Then, noticing the flash of red beneath Vivienne’s coat, Leopold’s eyes sparkled, “Vivienne, I told you my taste was impeccable. Griffin doubted me, but I’ll have to show her later.”