The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 6

Beatrice was lounging on the living room couch, watching Dorian and the girls pack up.

Dorian glanced at Beatrice without saying a word, then led Cordelia and Vivienne to the bedroom to pack their things.. realized Arabella had tagged along.

as they entered the room, they

She looked at the simple bedroom, and a hint of discontent flashed in her eyes. However, she quickly masked her emotions and softly said, “Dad, are you really moving out? You don’t earn a whole lot every month. How’re you going to support the family? Where are you guys gonna live? Why not just listen to my grandma’s advice?”

Dorian turned his gaze to her without uttering a word.

Seeing his silence, Arabella turned to Vivienne, “Dad’s made a lot of sacrifices looking for you over the years. Now that you’re back, you’re just gonna let him live on the streets?”

Vivienne looked up, a mocking smile forming on her indifferent face.

“Why not marry Mr. Ellington? At least you’d have a secure future. If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t let dad wreck his relations with his own family because of me,” Arabella rambled on.

Vivienne flashed a faint smile, crossed her arms and replied, “You sure have a way with words, so why don’t you marry him? The Hawthorn family has taken care of you all these years. Shouldn’t you repay them?”

Arabella’s expression darkened, and while she mentally cursed Vivienne, she maintained a smile, “Too bad you’re the one engaged to Mr. Ellington. for Viv Vivienne’s smile widened. For some reason, Arabella felt a pang of anxiety. Without waiting for Vivienne to say anything, she quickly added, “If you guys are so set on this, I won’t say anything more. But Dad, grandma said if you don’t finish packing within an hour, she’ll have someone throw your stuff out.“, “I got it.” Dorian responded, not bothering to say anything more.

she left, Dorian looked around the room full of stuff, and felt a bit worried, “With so much stuff, we definitely won’t finish packing in an hour. Should I call some

“Yes, that’d be faster.”

Vivienne bit her lip and slowly suggested, “Just pack the essentials. I have

expensive as the the house. bigger cities, house prices are still high. Don’t worry about the house. We’ll rent one for

Don’t worry about the rest, Dorian felt a

jobs, but she was still willing

money for the house…”

what Vivienne just said make sense. We just need to take our clothes and identification. Leave everything else.

sets of clothes, her laptop and phone. She packed quickly. After a glance at Dorian and Cordelia’s room next door, she composed her countenance, took out her phone and

the living

to her, but to her surprise, after a long wait, they walked out with their luggage. Each of them carried a suitcase, leaving behind everything else, and left without a backward

turning green with rage, “Fine, just fine. You guys are really something. I want to see how you’re going to

to look at her once without saying anything, and walked

bustling streets and sighed, “Let’s find a hotel to stay in for the night, and I’ll go house hunting.” Vivienne nodded, and they checked into a

Dorian returned looking disappointed. Cordelia immediately went over,

when it came to signing the lease, the landlords wouldn’t rent to me after seeing my ID. I asked for the reason, and it turns out my mom said some things. She told people that if they rented a house to me, they’d be going against our

sway in this city. With her words hanging

slapped the table in frustration, “My mom’s really pushing me into a

so ruthless and was