The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 863

Vivienne felt a tingling sensation surge from her toes all the way up her body, her cheeks flushing a soft pink as she spotted a strawberry cheesecake to her left and a jewelry box to her right.

"Mr. Wolf, open it and feed me," Vivienne said with a playful smile, her leg casually draped over Percival's, completely at ease.

Percival's slender fingers took the strawberry cheesecake, untied the ribbon with grace, and elegantly sliced a piece to feed Vivienne.

The sweet taste of strawberries filled Vivienne's mouth, making her heart even sweeter. She loved Percival's thoughtfulness and the love she saw in his eyes.

With that thought, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his eyes.

Percival's breath hitched, his arms wrapping tightly around her waist, pulling her close.

The car was filled with a romantic atmosphere as Vivienne snuggled into Percival's embrace, continuing to enjoy the cheesecake, "What was that surprise you mentioned earlier?"

Percival looked at her tenderly, opening the jewelry box to reveal a pale blue gemstone bracelet that shimmered in the light, "I know you don't really need these things, but I've seen other couples exchange gifts, and I made this one myself. Give me your hand."

Vivienne obediently extended her hand, her wrist delicate and fair.

Percival silently rejoiced that he had measured her wrist while she was asleep; otherwise, the bracelet might have been too long.

He carefully put the bracelet on her. The cool metal felt comfortable against her skin. The design featured wings in mid-flight, with tiny blue diamonds surrounding a heart-shaped central stone.

It suited Vivienne perfectly. She sat up on his lap, cupped his chin, and gave him a sweet kiss, "I really love this bracelet!"

Outside the car, the landscape was dotted with rolling hills, a picturesque scene of natural beauty. A police car designated for transporting Gavin, considering his special circumstances, halted on a cleared patch of ground, separate from other inmates.

In the front were two officers, and the back held three more alongside Gavin.

"The car's broken down; I'll check what's wrong. You guys stay put and keep an eye on him," said the driver before heading out to inspect the vehicle.

Gavin sat inside, trembling with fear, his forehead slick with cold sweat. Could she still not let me go? Does she want me dead?

"Seth hasn't come back up; something might have happened. Should we check on him?" another officer said worriedly.

Gavin, panicking, grabbed the officer, "Don't go out! Someone's out to kill me. Call your superiors for help!"

The officer in black frowned, considering the situation and the silent agreement among his colleagues.