The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Vivienne and the students of Class Eighteen went out for a buffet. Charlotte really knew how to appreciate good food. She picked a killer spot. Especially for the cakes.

Vivienne basically didn't eat anything else, just the cakes.

This was probably the most satisfying meal she's had since leaving the mountains.

But Charlotte was a bit miffed. "A buffet worth over a hundred bucks and you were just eating the cake? You were wasting food. You should try other dishes. Just eating cake didn't even cover the cost." Vivienne replied, "As long as there's cake, I don't need anything else."

Even though they didn't have her favorite strawberry cake, the other cakes were still pretty good.

However, this meal ended up costing her over five grand for more than forty people, which stung a bit.

After the meal, the students of Class Eighteen got to know their new teacher better and became closer to Vivienne.

She might seem icy on the surface, but she was actually easy to talk to and liked to joke around. Even if her jokes were sometimes a bit lame, everyone still loved her.

After the meal, all the students went home.

Vivienne also went back to her home in Tranquil Estates.

Just as she got to the door, she could hear laughter coming from inside.

She opened the door, and a kid threw himself into her arms, "Vivienne, you're back! I've been waiting so long."

Isolde was hugging Vivienne's legs, her face full of smiles.

He was genuinely happy to see Vivienne.

"What are you doing here?" Vivienne picked him up and walked into the living room. She looked up to see Percival in his wheelchair, along with Leopold and Thomas sitting on the couch. Dorian was pouring them coffee. They were chatting about something and Dorian was laughing happily.

Vivienne was surprised. Wasn't Mr. Hawthorn supposed to be at work at Alliance Enterprises?

"Vivienne, you're back," Dorian said with a smile, "Come over here. Mr. Ellington said you like strawberry cake. He bought a bunch of them. I tried one, and it tastes really good." Without waiting for Vivienne to respond, Dorian continued, "It's all Dad's fault. I forgot your favorite strawberry cake. From now on, I'll buy it for you every day."

Vivienne said, "You should've said so earlier."

She had been wanting to eat strawberry cake, but the buffet didn't have any. Now that she was already full, but she could still eat another piece.

She walked over with Isolde in her arms and saw more than twenty different kinds of strawberry cakes.

She picked up a piece of strawberry cake and started eating with a spoon. Her eyes lit up. It did taste good!

It was even better than the place she tried yesterday.

She looked at Percival, "Mr. Ellington, where did you get this cake?"

Percival smiled, "I had the chef make it specially. Do you like it?"

Vivienne nodded, "Not bad."

Suddenly, Percival seemed a lot more likeable.

Yup! Definitely not because of the strawberry cake!

Vivienne paused, spoon in hand. Wait, Vivienne?

Were they on a nickname basis now?

Seeing her pause, Percival thought she was worried there wasn't enough cake, so he said, "Eating too many sweets is bad for you. Two pieces of cake is just right." Vivienne looked away, "Thank you."

His reasoning was sound.

As his fiancée, it was normal to eat two pieces of his cake every day, right?

After saying that, Vivienne turned to Dorian, "Mr. Hawthorn, didn't you go to work?"

"Indeed, it was my first day at work. I filled out all the paperwork. But there was an important meeting at the company today, so they asked me to come back and familiarize myself with the company's documents. They'll send someone to brief me tomorrow when they have time."

Vivienne nodded. Then didn't say anything more, focusing on her cake.

She was already full from the buffet, and then she ate two more cakes when she got home. She was really stuffed now.

"Vivienne, this is for you." Isolde took out a gift box from her bag and handed it to Vivienne.

"What is this?" Vivienne took the box and asked.

"This is my engagement gift to you." Isolde whispered in Vivienne's ear, "I bought it with my own pocket money, not with my brother's." When Isolde first came to Havenwood and heard her brother was getting engaged, she wanted to buy a gift for her brother's fiancée.

At that time, he bought a pair of earrings. His grandpa said Arabella was his brother's fiancée, and he thought they would suit her, so he bought them. Then he fell ill and his brother's fiancée became Vivienne, so he bought a new necklace.

As for the earrings, he gave them to Eartha.

Vivienne opened the box and found a diamond necklace inside. It was the latest style, but the diamonds were small, probably worth over a thousand dollars. Vivienne smiled, "It's beautiful, I love it. Thank you."

The Ellington family was wealthy, so Isolde didn't have to worry about food or clothing, but they didn't give her too much money. Isolde bought her a necklace worth over a thousand dollars with her own pocket money, and Vivienne was deeply touched.

Vivienne didn't refuse and put the box away, saying to Isolde, "I've accepted your gift, and I'll get you one too. What do you like?"

Isolde shook her head, "Vivienne, you've already given me the best gift. You cured my illness. I don't know how to thank you. I don't need you to give me a gift." Isolde paused. "But there is something I really need your help with."

"What is it?"

"So, here's the thing." Isolde glanced at Percival cautiously and whispered. "My brother wants to send me back to Rivenwood, but I don't wanna go back. I want to stay here and play with you. Can you help me convince him?"

Vivienne turned to Percival, "Why not let Isolde stay in Havenwood?"

"I've got some business to take care of. It's not convenient for Isolde to stay here," Percival replied.

"Oh." Vivienne didn't want to meddle in Percival's business and planned to persuade Isolde to go back, but Isolde gave her a pitiful look.

She had no choice but to say, "If Isolde wants to stay, let her stay. I like her."

"Vivienne!" Percival frowned, "There are some dangerous things."

Percival's words were vague, but Vivienne got the message.

She had to tell Isolde, "Isolde."

"Vivienne, don't you want me anymore?" Isolde's eyes welled up with tears, looking utterly wronged.

Vivienne couldn't say a word.

She couldn't bear to watch someone cry, especially when it was such a cute little girl.

After a moment of silence, she patiently told Isolde, "Be a good girl, listen to your brother and go back. I'll visit you when I have time."

Considering all factors, she still insisted on her point of view.

It was not suitable for Isolde to stay with Percival.

"Sis, even if I go back, no one cares about me," Isolde pleaded. "I wanted to attend your and bro's engagement party. Besides, Grandpa is also in Havenwood. My brother doesn't let Grandpa go back but wants me to go back. I'm so lonely. There are no friends in Rivenwood that I can play with. I'm always alone in my room. Sis, I've just recovered from my illness, and I want to be happy." As she spoke, tears began to flow from Isolde's eyes.

Once she started crying, Vivienne's heart softened.

She told Percival, "How about letting her stay? She can live in my house!"

"Okay!"

"Okay!"

Two people said simultaneously.

One was Percival.

The other was Isolde.

They agreed so readily that Vivienne suddenly felt like she had walked into a trap.

She glared at them and retreated back to her room.

These siblings were crafty. Neither of them was simple.