The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 3

Dorian was about to call off the engagement with the Ellington family when a sudden ring of the doorbell interrupted him.-

Dorian and Cordelia immediately got up to answer the door. Vivienne also got up, seeing as it was basic etiquette to greet the guests.

The visitor turned out to be Arabella. Dorian and Cordelia were taken aback, and even Vivienne raised an eyebrow. Weren’t they just at the Hawthorn Mansion and here Arabella was already on their doorstep?

“Dad, Mom, I came to visit you, and also to see my sister. I brought her some clothes.” Arabella was dressed in a light–colored dress, her hair pulled to the sides, and she wore a sweet smile on her face. She had an air of refined tranquility about her.

Cordelia glanced at the bag in Arabella’s hands and her expression immediately changed. These clothes were bought by Beatrice for Arabella; many were only worn once and never again.

“You’re so considerate.” Cordelia took the bag from Arabella and casually placed it on a cabinet.

“What brought you here all of a sudden?” Dorian glanced at the bag in Arabella’s hand, and his expression turning serious.

Arabella’s gaze shifted slightly, she looked up at Dorian, her eyes welling up with tears, and said in an aggrieved tone, “I know you just found my sister and you want to spend more time with her. I understand if you don’t want to see me, but granny told me to come to teach my sister some manners

in tears, as if someone had mistreated her. Wasn’t she the one who looked down on them as foster parents after she got Beatrice’s favor?

to teach? Vivienne’s manners are just fine; she doesn’t need anyone to teach her. She’s not marrying into the royal family. Why the need for

at Dorian’s comment. Dorian sure had

turned red as she lowered her head and bit her

tell your granny, I’m calling off the engagement with the Ellington family. Since she looks down on Vivienne, then she shouldn’t care whether she has manners or not,”

her act, her hands clenching her skirt, hatred almost spewing

sure treated his biological daughter

Percival, but Dorian

And now?–

back, and Dorian was in a hurry to call off this engagement.

Vivienne is only nineteen. I’ve only just gotten her back, and I’m not going to let her get married,” Dorian said seriously, “Go tell your granny that she should stop getting any

to her in the past, but on the matter of Vivienne’s marriage, he would make no concessions. If anyone dared to have any designs on Vivienne, he

Hawthorn family to be in trouble, do you? This is the result of our grandfather’s lifetime effort. If because of you…” She didn’t finish her sentence, deliberately leaving

slightly lifted her eyes, her red lips curled into a smile, “Yes, I

had made great achievements in various fields, and now she was an honor student, her future bright. Why would

mean by that? Was she deliberately trying to make her sick?