The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 728

Richard was just about to chime in with Finnian’s train of thought when Maddox, seizing the chance to divert Fredrick's razor-sharp glares from himself, interjected casually, “Hold up, Finnian. That’s not quite right. Our Vivienne’s just a young thing; babies are a ways off for her.”

“Exactly, my point! Vivienne’s only twenty. What’s this rush about kids?” Jasper nodded approvingly at his third son, waving his hand dismissively, “They should focus on their careers for now. Children can wait a few more years.”

Finnian is spouting nonsense again!

The family had only just reclaimed their precious lost lamb, and the score for whisking her away without so much as a by-your-leave hadn't been settled yet. They couldn’t let Percival get too smug about it!

Leopold, shoveling down his food, glanced from one to another, then at Vivienne, whose cheeks were tinted with a fresh bloom of red.

Struck by a sudden inspiration, he blurted out, “But hey, they’re already hitched. Having kids is just a matter of time, and I bet any child of Vivienne and Percival’s will be a real looker, even prettier than the two of them.”

Silence fell like a curtain as he finished speaking. All eyes converged on Leopold.

Leopold shivered, “Did I, uh, say something wrong?”

Richard was the first to recover, “Wrong? Absolutely not. You nailed it, buddy. I’m right there with you, Leopold!”

Jasper opened his mouth to argue, but his brain, traitorously, continued along Leopold's line of thought.

Well, it did make a sort of sense.

Their Vivienne was a dead ringer for Sasha, a real beauty, and that Ellington boy wasn’t too hard on the eyes either.

Wouldn't their child be the cutest kid on the planet?

Jasper's eyes sparked to life in an instant.

Meanwhile, a few aunts and uncles stared at their suddenly swayed father, on the verge of tears.

Yuri quietly sipped his drink, his gaze drifting noncommittally over to Percival.

Vivienne’s lips twitched, wondering how the conversation had veered back to procreation so quickly.

She patted her stomach and glanced at Percival, “Mr. Wolf…”

Before she could continue, Percival picked up the thread, “Vivienne, don’t worry. We can wait to have kids. I’ll follow your lead.”

Vivienne, speechless, fought the urge to roll her eyes.

Everyone else is one thing, but why was Mr. Wolf acting up like these off-key elders?

Seeing the disdain and frustration in the girl’s eyes, Percival’s gaze softened, and he ruffled Vivienne’s hair playfully, “I’m just kidding. We’ll think about kids after the wedding.”

Their elders' plans weren’t important right now. They were still busy with a laundry list of things.

Lucas had tasked them to set up their own department, and while he and Vivienne had drafted a list of potential members, they hadn’t finalized their assessments.

Samantha, the ancient warrior lineage, not to mention that mysterious woman—none of these issues were settled.

The most crucial reason was that Karen hadn’t awakened, and Vivienne’s father was still missing.

Their decision to get married was made on the fly, but the wedding would need to be carefully planned, to be held in the presence of Vivienne’s parents, followed by children.

Vivienne looked up into his eyes and smiled, “Okay.”

Her Mr. Wolf always seemed to understand what was on her mind.

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Over at Kaitlyn's villa, the night was deepening.

A low-key black Porsche pulled into the villa complex.