The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)
Chapter 364

The Brooks family stared in disbelief yet again.

"What on earth is going on now?

Come on! Can't a guy enjoy a meal in peace?

This is really going to drive me nuts!" They all thought.

With a smirk spreading across his face, Percival forked another piece of steak onto his plate and teased, "What are you doing? Don't make it look like I'm bullying you. I'm a gentle soul." Leopold was speechless.

Gross!

Bullshit!

Percival tilted his head and looked at Vivienne. "Vivienne, I'm gentle, right?"

"Yeah." Vivienne nodded earnestly, "My Mr. Wolf here is the gentlest gentleman on earth."

Leopold was utterly at a loss for words.

Percival's smile deepened, and he whispered to Leopold, "Come on! Eat up so we can head to Fariana Isle soon!"

Leopold, nearly in tears, pleaded, "No, please! Percival! Have mercy, I won't ever think about cutting ties with you again!"

"This is just bloody brilliant! I can't sass my disciples! And I can't mess with Percival! Who will save me?" He yelled in his mind. "Alright!" Percival was still grinning as he said, "I have a gift for you."

Leopold suddenly had a bad feeling.

Just then, a furious shout came from outside the private dining room, "Leopold! Get your ass out here!"

Leopold sprang up, his mind a whirlwind, "Damn! Percival, that's cold!"

His doomsday had arrived!

As he attempted to make a run for it, the door was kicked open.

Everyone turned to see a girl in a black leather outfit, her hair cascading over her shoulders, stride in.

She headed straight for Leopold.

Leopold shivered and dashed away.

However, after just two steps, the girl leaped forward, blocking his path, and grabbed his shirt. "Running away? You sleep with me, ditch me, and now you dare to hide?" The crowd cast odd looks at Leopold.

Feeling the heat on his face, Leopold shoved her away, exasperated, "Griffin Martinez, cut the crap, when did I ever sleep with you?"

"I don't care. You're not getting away! Even if I have to break your legs, you're coming with me to the courthouse today!" Griffin stood with her hands on her hips, fuming. "I wouldn't marry you if you were the last woman on earth!" Leopold blurted out and bolted.

Griffin lunged after him, sweeping her leg in an attempt to trip him.

Leopold dodged and took off.

Griffin would not let him get away, kicking him square in the back.

"Ow, hey!" Leopold stumbled and fell, yelling, "Are you serious?"

If it were not for the fact she was a woman, he would have fought back!

Griffin straddled him and grabbed his hair. "You're the first to sleep with me and not take responsibility. Let me tell you, you're not getting away unless I'm six feet under!" She choked Leopold with her arm. "I'll ask you one more time. Are you coming with me to the courthouse or not?"

"No way!" Leopold was furious.

This crazy woman! Spouting nonsense!

He had been avoiding her at all costs. Why would he sleep with her?

She was like some fierce warrior. Who in their right mind would marry her?

Only if he were the last man on earth!

"Fine!" Griffin's rage turned into a sinister smile, "Then I'll break your legs, and you'll spend your life in bed. Let's see how you'll run then!"

She got up, grabbed a chair nearby, and hurled it at Leopold.

Leopold, still aching from the kick, could not move in time.

Just as the chair was about to hit him, Vivienne leaped in. Grabbing Griffin's wrist, her face expressionless as he said, "Lay a finger on my people without asking me first?"

Griffin looked up at Vivienne, taken aback by her beauty.

Suddenly, she remembered something and glared at Leopold, teeth gritted, "So, Leopold, that's why you've been avoiding me like the plague. You hooked up with this little temptress? You plan to dump me for her? Dream on!"

Vivienne was speechless.

She glanced at Percival and said slowly, "Mr. Wolf, temptress, that's a compliment, right?"

"Ahem!" Percival coughed lightly, struggling to maintain his composure. "Yes, it's a compliment!"

Vivienne did not know what to say.

"Mr. Wolf, you've gone rogue!" She thought.

Seeing Griffin's misunderstanding, Leopold panicked, "What nonsense are you spouting? She's Vivienne!"

"Vivienne?"

Griffin paused, then her anger switched to groveling as she clung to Vivienne's legs, tears on command. "Vivienne, you've got to help me! This heartbreaker, he slept with me and kicked me to the curb. I'm ruined. I can't show my face anywhere!"

Vivienne, Percival, and the rest of the Brooks family were all speechless.

Was Griffin an actress?

Vivienne, thrown off by Griffin's antics, coughed awkwardly. "Ahem, get up, please!"

"No!" Griffin clung tighter to her pant leg, "You have to stand up for me. You don't understand my suffering. I've been chasing him for fifteen years, and he's been dodging me, refusing to take responsibility. I've tried being nice, I've tried being tough, but he won't budge!

All I want is for him to give me a title. I'm 23, and my family is pressuring me to get married. No one will have me now that everyone knows about him and me. I'm desperate."

Vivienne's gaze hardened.

Everyone looked at Leopold as if he were a complete deviant.

Griffin was 23, so if she started her quest to replace Leopold 15 years ago, it meant that when she was barely 8, he had already...

The bastard!

Leopold's eyes bulged in disbelief, unable to fathom how anyone could so blatantly twist the truth.

Was this creature even human?

As he stood dumbfounded, Vivienne gently patted Griffin's shoulder, her voice as soft as silk. "Don't you worry, I'll handle this. We don't harbor such vile creatures in the Emerald Monastery!" With that, she strode over to Leopold.

Before he could even react, there was a sickening crack as Vivienne broke his arms and legs like they were nothing.

A delayed wave of agony hit Leopold, and he screamed, "Ahhh!!"

The members of the Brooks family exchanged looks.

Holy smokes!

Was their little cousin this badass?

Just listening to that sound made them wince in sympathy!

Note to self: keep away from her in the future, far away!

Leopold lay on the ground, alternating between howling in pain and shooting venomous glares at Griffin. "You wicked witch, are you happy now? When did I ever lay a finger on you? Is it my fault we kissed as kids? A kiss! Does that warrant death or something?"

"Explain yourself to Vivienne now!" Leopold wanted nothing more than to give Griffin a good thrashing.