The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 984

Pretending to ponder for a moment, Godfrey put on a troubled face and said, "Coincidentally, Finnian came by today with the same thing in mind—talking about marriage. And he mentioned his favorite protégé."

Then Godfrey shifted the conversation to Finnian, "Isn't that right, Master?"

Vivienne, "......"

Leopold, "......"

Wasn't Vivienne the master's favorite disciple?

Finnian shot a glance at his disciple, who was as cunning as a fox, hiding schemes behind every hair on his head, and another who was so simple-minded it was almost infuriating.

Gritting his teeth and against his better judgment, he nodded, "Indeed, my disciple may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but he's the one I see the most potential in."

He almost stumbled over his words but managed to keep his composure.

After all, today's star was his dear little Leopold.

As long as today's event went smoothly, he could retire in peace.

Otherwise, the boy's wailing could drive a man to madness!

Leopold had many qualities, but his tendency to burst into tears at the drop of a hat was something Finnian genuinely dreaded.

Below, Kellan was taken aback, exchanging a knowing look with his son.

Leopold? The master's favorite?

They wondered if there had been some mistake.

Their boy, standing out among so many talents?

Believe it or not, Leopold did.

With teary eyes, he looked at his master, who couldn’t bear to meet his gaze.

Oh, he was so cherished by his master.

From now on, he swore never to bad-mouth his master in secret chats with his fellow disciples again.

Vivienne and Percival sipped their tea unbothered.

Even if the master showered Leopold with undeserved praise today, they were resigned to listen.

Seeing everyone stunned, Godfrey became more convinced about Finnian's disciple.

"Although I've never met the master's disciple personally, given the master's wisdom and capability, I'm sure this youngest disciple is truly exceptional, a dragon among men."

Seizing the moment, Finnian added, "Well, what are we waiting for? Leopold, come here, meet your future father-in-law and grandfather. Let's consider this settled."

Leopold's face lit up, and he hobbled over, giving a deep bow to the bewildered Godfrey and Stellan.

"Father-in-law, grandfather, I truly love Griffin. It's not that I've been avoiding her on purpose. I genuinely wish to spend my life with her, please give me another chance!"

Godfrey was flabbergasted, ignoring the room's astonished looks, he turned to Finnian, "Master, what's this about?"

Finnian, with an air of calm, looked at the excited Leopold, almost as if he'd won the lottery, and coughed, "Yes, he's my youngest disciple, Leopold."

Godfrey, "......"

So, he had been praising this fool all along.

Since when had Leopold become Finnian's favorite disciple?

Stellan, clear-eyed, appreciated Leopold, especially since his daughter had been fond of him for years. Not something to be forgotten overnight.