The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 1069

Griffin felt a throbbing pain in his temples, adamantly sticking to his choice, “The black one.”

Leopold acknowledged with a grunt, obediently putting the others away.

Griffin was beyond words.

If simplicity saved lives, then let it be.

During their engagement party, she had already seen through Leopold's standing within the Emerald Mountain community.

Plus, being named godfather to Vivienne's kids was already flashy enough.

If Leopold dared to dress even more flamboyantly at tomorrow's feast... she feared he might not make it through the night without being “taken out.”

By then, she wouldn't even know where to start looking for him.

The next day, the hotel was buzzing with people.

The hall was packed with well-wishers.

Vivienne sat in the lounge, surrounded by Finnian, Jasper, and Yorick, who had made special trips to be there.

Any one of them was a notable figure in Rivenwood.

Yet there they were, locked in a standoff, none yielding to the others.

Only Vivienne remained calm.

Next to her were some snacks and pastries, thoughtfully prepared by Mr. Wolf.

This banquet was significant for both families.

As her father put it, it was also about making up for past regrets during her own wedding.

With so many invites, they had no idea how many would actually show up.

They could only courteously greet guests at the door.

Mr. Wolf, concerned she might get tired, had her rest with the kids separately.

But...

This was hardly any quieter than outside.

“Hey! What’s your problem, old man?”

Finnian quickly scooped up Juliette from her crib, glaring at Jasper who tried to contest, “Come on, I’m meeting these kids for the first time too. And you, acting all high and mighty as the great-grandfather, can’t you show some decency?”

He then cooed at the child, “Sweetie, say ‘godfather’ for me.”

Vivienne, “…”

She hoped her mentor wouldn’t start getting ideas about her children, hadn’t she suffered enough through the years?

Jasper, feeling slighted but not knowing where to direct his frustration, spoke with underlying bitterness, “I’m the great-grandfather meeting for the first time too. Why should I step back?”

Finnian, adept at shifting the battlefield, teased Jasper, “Why so stubborn? My disciple didn’t just have one child. Even if I don’t step back, shouldn’t the child’s great-grandfather make way for this guest?”

Yorick watched the duo’s banter, holding Isaiah who was perking up at the conversation, and proudly stated, “Isaiah’s been in my arms since birth. You might want to hold him, but it's all about the child’s comfort.”

“If he starts crying the moment you take him… that would be awkward.”

Jasper, “…”

Why was this so difficult?

Watching the children laugh as the others played with them, Jasper felt like he was being scratched by a cat. He couldn’t believe it.

“Ahem! Do you guys even understand etiquette? Technically, I’m the guest today. Instead of welcoming me, shouldn’t you at least bring the children closer for this great-grandfather to see?”

With the conversation turning this way, he doubted anyone could feign ignorance.

Yorick, with a steady gaze, said calmly, “Who’s stopping you? The child just prefers me, what can I do?”