The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1

On a July evening, around seven o’clock when the sky was still not completely dark.

On Emerald Mountain, Vivienne was standing in front of a nameless grave, dressed in black casual clothes with a cold expression. She said to the tombstone, “Mother, tomorrow marks the end of our ten–year pact. You asked me to temper my edge for a decade, and I’ve done it. Tomorrow, I’m going back to the Hawthorn family.”

It was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard. Suddenly, a loud “bang” made Vivienne turn her head. There was a black car not too far away, skewed to the side. Obviously, a tire had blown.

A man stepped out of the car, dressed in black sportswear, staggering forward as if he was injured. Then, about a dozen men followed him, all dressed in black.

Percival turned his head and looked back. His face bore a layer of coldness, and he clutched his abdomen with one hand, his lips turning pale.

“Just give up. We’ve paid such a high price. You can’t escape, the men in black closed in on Percival. The leader of the group had an expressionless face, emanating a strong aura of menace.

“You think you can catch me?” Percival narrowed his eyes, his voice icy. He felt a sharp pain in his stomach, like a knife cutting into him. He could feel his blood draining out and knew he couldn’t hold on much longer.

“Let’s see about that,” after the leader of the men in black spoke, he launched an attack towards Percival

Just then, a stone came flying and hit the man in black, who immediately fell to his knees.

man in black

“You’re disturbing my mother’s

their expressions serious. Even Percival looked surprised. The people before him were international assassins, each one a formidable force. Yet they had been

will remember to mind your own business in the next life.” The man in black ordered, “Kill her.” His followers

immediately stunned. He saw that the dozen or so assassins didn’t

standing in the same spot, her face emotionless, not even blinking. If it weren’t for the sight of her hand not yet withdrawn,

voice was

at her as if they’d seen a ghost, “Who are you? What did you do to us?” They still didn’t understand how they had fallen. All they saw was the girl slightly lifting her hand and scattering some sort of powder, then they all fell. They hadn’t even touched a single finger of the girl. While waiting for Vivienne’s response, the men in black all passed out. Vivienne glanced at them and then looked at Percival not too far a away. His heartbeat quickened as he saw her clear eyes, as clear as the moon. Collecting his thoughts, he walked over and said gently, “Thank you.” Vivienne glanced at him, “I didn’t do it to save you.” She just didn’t want her conversation with her mother to be interrupted. After

stopped and looked at the tombstone, “You want

had a serious wound on his stomach. But it wasn’t a big deal, She took out a small porcelain bottle from her bag, sprinkled some powder, and then took out another bottle and

see that the pill was a highly sought–after healing medicine on the black market.

feeding Percival the pill, Vivienne didn’t

Hawthorn Mansion

as I’m alive, Vivienne will never get into our family.” An angry

living room, Vivienne lifted her eyes slightly to look at the furious Beatrice in front of her. Her gazes were meaningful and her face expressionless. In an angle where others couldn’t see,

settle in, Beatrice had already gotten the news and called them to the

ten years, he finally found his daughter. He was