The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)
Chapter 892

Percy, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye, guided Vivienne to a quaint little boutique, where a display of fluffy, bunny-eared headbands caught their attention. The pure white, velvet headband, with its cute upright ears, looked like something out of a fairy tale, designed to charm and delight.

Grabbing one, Percy turned to Vivienne, his eyes glimmering with amusement.

Vivienne, however, was unimpressed. "Not my style," she said curtly, already moving to explore the rest of the shop.

Percy caught her wrist gently, his voice light and teasing, "I bet Isolde would adore this. I'll get it for her."

A flush crept up Vivienne's cheeks, her embarrassment palpable. "You're becoming quite the joker," she remarked, half-annoyed, half-amused.

Percy just ruffled her hair affectionately and steered her through the maze of the shop.

Next, he picked up a plush toy, covered in green fur and with an odd, yet endearing shape, and handed it to Vivienne.

"It's soft," she commented, holding it. Yet, the toy didn't pique her interest.

"Another gift for Isolde, then," Percy said as he tossed it into their basket, his tone still cheerful.

Vivienne looked puzzled. "Did you upset Isolde or something?"

Percy shook his head, laughing. "Nope. Just figured whatever doesn't catch your fancy might as well go to Isolde."

His words hung in the air, seemingly casual yet loaded with an unspoken message.

Vivienne, feeling a mix of confusion and a hint of jealousy, suggested, "Let's move on. This place isn't really for me."

As they walked, Percy's gaze lingered on Vivienne, filled with an unspoken depth. He sighed softly, his attempt to uncover another side of Vivienne seemingly thwarted once again. Leading the way, Vivienne's eyes scanned the mall for a boutique named "Promise," known for its exquisite selection of diamond rings.

Spotting it on the second floor, she quickened her pace, with Percy closely behind.

"Heading to the jewelry section?" he asked, wrapping an arm around her waist.

"Yep, I'm curious about their gold pieces and bracelets," Vivienne replied smoothly, though her eyes were set on the diamond store.

At the gold shop, a cheerful clerk greeted them. Both Vivienne and Percy browsed silently, their gazes locked on the display of shining gold beneath the glass.

Percy wondered what piece would capture Vivienne's heart, while she tapped her fingers lightly, pondering the perfect, discreet choice.

A gold necklace caught Vivienne's attention, its simplicity appealing to her.

Percy pointed to a gold pendant necklace, its charm adorned with three small golden beads that tinkled softly. "Let's try this one for Vivienne," he suggested to the clerk. Vivienne smiled at Percy, their thoughts surprisingly aligned. "Mr. Wolf, this one's perfect. You can handle the purchase."

After instructing Vivienne to wait, Percy went to finalize the sale, leaving her to gaze longingly towards "Promise."

Inside, the staff was taken aback by Vivienne's youthful appearance but remained professional, offering to showcase their diamond ring collection.

Vivienne, cutting straight to the

chase, announced her intention to commission a custom ring, leaving the employee momentarily speechless. Despite Promise being a niche brand with a hefty price tag, they agreed to consider her request.

"Could I get some paper and a pen? I need to adjust my design," Vivienne asked, her determination shining through.

The journey from a whimsical

shopping spree to the pursuit of a

dream ring encapsulated the

complexity of Vivienne and Percy's

relationship, a blend of playful affection and deeper, unspoken sentiments.

The staff member nodded, "I've got what you need, but you'll have to hurry, the boss won't wait around forever."

Vivienne took the pen and paper, making adjustments to her original engagement ring design. With guidance from an elderly lady, she sketched the ring anew.

When the staff member saw the revised sketch, she couldn't help but compliment, "Miss, your design is stunning, even more captivating than the ones we have in store."

After snapping a photo with her smartphone and getting a swift approval from her boss, she beckoned Vivienne towards a more private area of the shop.

Just then, a haughty voice echoed

through the store, "Where's the

clerk? I want to see your diamond rings." Brianna, clad in a sleek black Chanet inspired suit and sparkling high heels, strutted in with anair of superiority.

The staff member offered Brianna a polite nod, "Miss, if you could please wait a moment, I'm just assisting Ms. Hawthorn with something. I'll be with you shortly." Brianna removed her designer sunglasses, her expression sour, "Is there really only one of you attending to customers in such a big jewelry store?"

The staff member offered an apologetic smile, understanding the situation's delicacy, and bowed slightly, "I'm terribly sorry, but it's just me today." "Miss, I'll be with you in just a moment, it won't take long," the employee said, lowering her stance, hoping not to upset Brianna further.