The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 915

The four sons of the Perez family shifted their curious gazes onto Jasper, who solemnly opened a velvet-lined box, revealing its contents.

Inside, a pearl emitted a faint glow. Even under the bright daylight, its soft luminescence was unmistakable. Jasper cupped the pearl in his hand, casting a brighter light within his palm. It was a Moonstone, its starting price running into the billions.

Maddox couldn't help but feel envious upon seeing the Moonstone. He desperately wanted to ask his dad if he had any more Moonstones to spare, maybe even gift him one.

The third child of the Perez family, Sasha, was visibly shocked. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at Jasper, "Dad, the family has done so much for me, I don't even know what to say!"

Seeing his precious daughter in tears, Jasper quickly went to dry her eyes, "There, there, no need to ruin your makeup. You know how important that is for a young lady. You're naturally beautiful, Sasha, but redoing your makeup would be such a hassle!"

"Sasha, I'd do anything for you. Moonstones like these, dad has a whole collection in every color. Pick whichever you like!"

Maddox's heart ached. He thought, "It should be me crying, not Sasha!"

Sasha hugged Jasper tightly, "Dad, you've always had me, no matter what happens. I'll always be by your side, looking after you with Arthur and Vivienne."

Hearing this, Jasper was deeply moved. If Sasha wanted the moon from the sky, he'd find a way to bring it to her.

"Alright, let's head to the front hall," Jasper suggested, leading the Perez family out.

In the front hall, the Ellington family had reserved the first row for the Perez family. Arthur stood tall among the crowd, wearing a tailored black tuxedo, looking every bit the part of a handsome, mature man.

He was holding a champagne flute, toasting the guests, his face radiating joy.

Percival, seated, looked at his father-in-law with a slight smile on his face.

Absentmindedly, he reached for Vivienne's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze, signaling her to look over.

Vivienne, enjoying a slice of strawberry cheesecake, glanced up, "Looks like mom got her wish. It's a beautiful outcome."

Her calm eyes sparked with interest when she spotted a man conversing with Arthur. As someone who appreciated good looks, she found him as attractive as Mr. Wolf.

She alternated between savoring bites of her cheesecake and stealing glances at the man.

Percival, noticing Vivienne's distraction, narrowed his eyes dangerously and turned to follow her gaze.

His expression grew cold as he turned Vivienne's face towards him, "Vivienne, you shouldn't be looking at anyone but me."

"Mr. Wolf, you look even more handsome like this! I'll listen to you," Vivienne's eyes twinkled with admiration.

Percival let out a sigh, unable to stay frustrated with her, "See you in a bit," Vivienne said, pecking Percival on the cheek, leaving a trace of strawberry sweetness.

Arthur dropped to one knee, his eyes shimmering with the glow of a thousand stars, as he gazed at Sasha with a heart full of love. He extended his hands, presenting a pristine bouquet of white roses to Sasha. "Sasha, we've weathered many storms together. Despite the rocky road ahead, we've found sweetness and joy in standing side by side. You are my one and only, my steadfast love!"

Sasha's face glowed under the soft lights, her gentleness reminiscent of the Milky Way. As she took the bouquet from Arthur, her eyes too were brimming with love. "From the moment we met, I've had no regrets. In the days to come, you remain my one and only, my steadfast love!"

The room erupted in thunderous applause, a testament to the warmth of the moment.

Hand in hand, Arthur and Sasha made their way to the center of the stage.

The officiant, microphone in hand, asked solemnly, "Do you promise to care for your wife with patience and kindness, to love and cherish her, to make her family your own, and to be a faithful husband for all the days of your life? Do you, Arthur, take this pledge before these witnesses?"

Arthur's eyes were sincere as he responded, "I do. I, Arthur, take Sasha to be my wife, to live together in matrimony. I pledge to support her, cherish her, comfort her, honor her, and protect her, forsaking all others, for as long as we both shall live."

Turning to Sasha, the officiant asked, "Miss Sasha, do you take Mr. Arthur to be your lawfully wedded husband, to stand by him in sickness and in health, in poverty or wealth, in sorrow and in joy, pledging to love and care for him for all your days?"

"I do!" Sasha exclaimed.

"Please now exchange rings as a symbol of your vows," the officiant directed.

With smiles that lit up the room, Arthur and Sasha slipped rings onto each other's fingers, sealing their promises in a moment filled with love and the promise of a shared future.