The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 24

Percival whipped his head around, and his gaze landed on the little girl beside Eartha. His fingers clenched around the edge of his wheelchair, and to his surprise, he found himself standing up. His eyes fixated on her, his throat felt tight, and it took him a moment before he stuttered, “Isolde?” He was usually in control of his emotions, but right now, he could barely get his words out

Isolde walked over to Percival, smiling sweetly at him. “Percival, it’s me. I’m Isolde

Leopold and Thomas‘ eyes bulged out of their heads, disbelief written all over their faces as they looked at Isolde. The air seemed to tighten in an instant. After a while, Leopold finally snapped back to reality. He gave Isolde a once–over, barely containing his excitement. “Are you really Isolde? You’re not pulling our leg, are you?”

Isolde laughed at his shocked expression Leopold, it’s really me. I didn’t trick you guys! I’m all better now, and even prettier. Are you happy for me?” Leopold was at a loss for words for a moment.

Happy! Of course, he was happy for Isolde. How much effort had they put into treating Isolde’s illness over the years?

Percival even blamed himself every day. But now, Isolde was suddenly all better. How could he not be overjoyed? How could he not be excited? He was so excited that he couldn’t even speak.

Percival crouched down, pulling Isolde into his arms, and gently stroking her head, but he couldn’t bring himself to speak. After a while, he sat back down in his wheelchair, his gaze shifting to Eartha. “What’s the story here?”

Eartha knew she couldn’t keep it from Percival any longer. “Miss Hawthorn was the one who cured Miss Isolde.”

“Miss Hawthorn?” Leopold asked, confused. “Arabella?”

Eartha didn’t know Vivienne’s real name. Hearing Leopold say it, she could only explain. “When Miss Hawthorn saved Miss Isolde at the mall entrance, she came to visit her once. She said she could cure Miss Isolde, but we had to keep it a secret from everyone, including her family.”

also wanted Miss Isolde to get better, so I helped Miss Hawthorn keep it from you. Every morning, after you left the hospital, Miss Isolde would text Miss Hawthorn,

treat

Eartha quickly added, “Sir, I was wrong to keep this from you. Please don’t fire me. I’ve

was useless because of his disability, but he wasn’t. No one knew that the Ellington family’s current status in Rivenwood was actually supported by Percival in the shadows. Only Richard and Eartha knew

He paused for a moment before slowly saying, “Eartha, you were handpicked by

to cure Isolde. If it were someone with ulterior motives, he didn’t dare

kept crying and begging her. I was mocked for being ugly, and I was upset. Eartha didn’t want me to be sad, so she agreed to keep Ms. Hawthorn’s secret”

person She’s very

“Fine, I won’t pursue it this time,

him check Isolde!” Even if Isolde had regained her looks,

Bruce arrived. He conducted a full body check on Isolde, growing more and more shocked as the examination went on. After he had finished the check, Bruce excitedly said, “The poison is completely gone, and her organs have recovered. Mr. Ellington, when did you find this doctor?

“Introduce me to them. This person is really amazing. In just a

time. While Bruce was doing the check, he was thinking that even though Isolde’s appearance had recovered, the poison could have still been there. If it was easy to cure the poison, Bruce wouldn’t have spent years without any

Isolde’s poison was really gone. This was

amazing, aren’t they?” Leopold couldn’t help but exclaim. “I hate to admit it, but it seems like she’s even better than Mystic Mistress.”

back into his wheelchair, his slender fingers tapping on the edge of the wheelchair. His dark eyes slightly narrowed, but

what’s the deal with this Arabella chick? If she could cure Isolde, why did she do it all hush–hush? The word on the street is, that Isolde is your grandpa’s darling granddaughter. If she healed her,

squat.”

light bulb moment. “Could it be she didn’t want to get engaged to you, so