The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 204

Donald glanced at Jerry and Eric, and ran a hand through his hair with a hint of vanity.

"By the way, Vivienne," he said while grinning at her, "I recently pimped up a new car. I think you're gonna love it. I was actually thinking of letting you take it for a spin."

"Oh?" At the mention of the car, Vivienne's interest was piqued.

Donald was known for his top-notch car modifications, and she'd driven some of his custom builds before.

"Where's the car?" She asked, arching an eyebrow at him.

"It's on its way." Donald replied while shooting a smug glance at Percival, who was sipping his tea with a faint smile hidden behind his cup.

Just then, Donald's phone rang. His assistant sounded terrified. "Sir, your car, the TLJ691, was hit... It's totaled."

"What?!" Donald's eyes widened in shock. "Who the hell hit my car?!"

His assistant stuttered. "It was… it was Mr. Ellington's men... They drove a steamroller right into it."

Donald shot Percival an enraged look. "Percival, did you destroy the gift I was going to give Vivienne?!"

"You've ruined so many of my properties." Percival took another sip of his tea, his voice calm and composed. "Is it so terrible that I destroyed your car?"

He turned to Vivienne with a tender expression on his face. "Vivienne, I can get you any car you want. My car modification skills are quite good, too. Would you like to give it a try?"

This caught Vivienne so off guard that she nearly choked on her tea.

Jerry and the others glared at Percival, but none of them dared to challenge him.

At that moment, Daniel cleared his throat. "Vivienne, I've also got a gift for you."

He pulled out a large box, intending to show her the top-notch ruby he'd picked out, but something felt off. The box seemed to be... moving?

Perplexed, he opened the box only to find a sleepy kitten inside, which meowed softly at him.

"Aaaah! It’s a cat!" Daniel shrieked like a schoolgirl and flung the box away. He jumped up, almost landing in Jerry's arms.

Vivienne caught the kitten mid-air. It was a British Shorthair that was silver in color. She thought it was quite adorable.

But Daniel looked like he'd seen a ghost. It was quite amusing, considering he was a big, burly man.

As a kid, Daniel had been pranked and locked in a room full of stray cats for three days and nights, which left him traumatized. He'd never been able to get over his fear of cats.

Vivienne petted the kitten and glanced at Percival, who was leisurely sipping his tea.

Leopold, who had been shying away in the corner, was suddenly under the scrutiny of Jerry and the others.

"How did he know what gifts we were going to give?" Jerry asked as his gaze fixed on Leopold.

All eyes turned to Leopold.

Leopold raised his head nervously, flashing an awkward smile at them.

The next moment, he was being dragged out to the yard by them.

They couldn't fight in the living room. It would scare Vivienne’s parents.

"Percival, help me!" Leopold cried out to Percival in panic.

Percival merely sipped his tea, not even sparing him a glance.