The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 457

On the ride home, Vivienne leaned against Percival, her thoughts drifting from Leopold and Griffin to the dinner plans for the next day.

Dawson’s aunt.

Vivienne chuckled to herself at the smallness of the world where you bump into an acquaintance with each turn.

Percival meticulously removed a loose strand of hair from Vivienne's coat, "Let's bring a gift tomorrow."

"Yeah, good idea," Vivienne smiled at him.

As she looked up, she was met with Percival's sculpted features.

So handsome.

Her eyes sparkled, and without thinking, she straightened up and pecked Percival on the lips.

Taken aback, Percival looked down at the beaming girl in his arms.

Before he could react, Vivienne leaned in for a deep, fervent kiss.

Perhaps it was all those sweet nothings she had heard from Griffin lately, but Vivienne felt a sugary sweetness in her heart.

She wanted to devour her Mr. Wolf, leave nothing behind!

Percival cradled Vivienne's head, pulling her even closer.

In the moment's intimacy, the air in the bus was thick with a sweet, sultry tension.

Thomas, the driver, quietly drew the curtain, well accustomed to such displays by now.

Meanwhile, Anna, sitting in the passenger seat, gaped in speechless wonder.

What just happened?

Did they just start making out?

Help!

She was barely an adult!

After dropping Vivienne off at her complex, Percival left.

As Vivienne and Anna were about to enter the building, they noticed a familiar figure standing at the entrance.

Vivienne paused before approaching. "Mr. Perez?"

Was he waiting for her this late?

Yuri Perez greeted her with a smile, "Vivienne, I've been waiting for you."

Without beating around the bush and casting a glance at Anna, he said, "I need to speak with you alone."

Anna quickly excused herself, "Ms. Vivienne, I'll wait for you inside."

Vivienne nodded.

Once Anna was out of earshot, Vivienne asked, "Mr. Perez, what did you want to talk about?"

After a moment of silence, Yuri said, "Vivienne, I need a few strands of your hair, some saliva, and a few drops of blood."

Vivienne sighed. "You're persistent, aren't you?"

She knew without asking that they wanted to do another paternity test. She had already proven not to be the Perez family's lost granddaughter, but they were not convinced.

Yuri looked slightly embarrassed, "My father feels a strong connection to you. He's convinced you're his granddaughter. I know this is forward, but please, do it for a man who's sick with worry."

Vivienne was silent momentarily before speaking, "You can have what you need, but it won't change anything. You should spend more time convincing Jasper."

With a swift slice, she opened a small cut on her hand and let her blood drip into another pouch, carefully labeling it with her name.

Moments later, there was a knock at the window.

It was Matthew.

Vivienne's lips curled into a smile; of all the people in Emerald Mountain and the Nine Mystics Society, only Matthew truly understood her.

She had sent a simple text, "Come over," and Matthew instinctively knew she did not mean for him to use the front door.

Crossing the room, she opened the window, and Matthew slipped inside. "Vivienne."

She handed him the pouch containing Yuri's blood with a grave expression. "Take this to Frostfire Intelligence Agency for analysis. I want your eyes on it every step of the way, no exceptions."

Matthew's demeanor shifted to one of solemnity. "Vivienne, did you find your family?"

Though she never spoke of it, he knew that finding her kin was something Vivienne yearned for deeply.

Dorian, kind as he was, loved her as his daughter.

But blood calls to blood, and one must know their roots.

However, Vivienne's biological father was as elusive as a pebble lost at sea, without a trace to follow.

Not just Vivienne was anxious; Matthew felt the urgency on her behalf.

She shook her head. "It's my mother's side of the family, and I’m not sure. They've already done a test, but my DNA was altered. Their results aren't genuine. To prevent any manipulation, we'll conduct our own."

Understanding dawned on Matthew. "Don't worry, Vivienne. I'll be on it like a hawk. I won't miss a blink. You'll be the first to know the moment we have something."

Vivienne nodded, a brief sound of acknowledgment. "Go then."