The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 31

Percival was as nonchalant as if he was talking about something mundane.

This made Arabella’s heart beat faster once again.

Percival had Dr. William’s number? And he’s planning to call him? Was he planning on completely ruining her reputation today?

This cannot happen!

She couldn’t let her carefully crafted image be destroyed just like that.

Arabella lifted her gaze, her face cold, “The Ellington family is powerful, so Mr. Ellington, you can do as you please, but I can’t! The gift is for Dr. William, I should go apologize in person and take it back. So please wait, Mr. Ellington, I’ll go change.”

Before Percival could object, she turned and went upstairs.

Once upstairs, Arabella closed the door tightly, her eyes filled with resentment.

She clenched her teeth and balled her fists, thinking, “Vivienne! Percival! This isn’t over yet!”

Later, Arabella changed her outfit, threw some herbs out the window, then went downstairs:

She didn’t even take her bag.

She did this to show everyone that she was really going to deliver the herbs.

Arabella went to Beatrice and Octavia, and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, I’ve caused trouble for the Hawthorn family.”

Hearing this, Octavia sneered inwardly, of course she’d blame Arabella!

Besides, she never liked Arabella!

This girl was too manipulative, sometimes even blatantly showing her desires.

But of course, she couldn’t say these things out loud.

Beatrice held the financial reigns of the Hawthorn family, they needed her to survive.

I

appearing well–behaved and sensible, only her fallen hair hid the sharpness in her eyes.

didn’t know that Arabella hasn’t delivered

as Arabella, not letting

saying thanks, Arabella quickly

to the backyard, collected the herbs, and left the Hawthorn family.

left, the drama ended…

all, this was the Hawthorn family. His future

everyone tacitly avoided talking about what just happened,

cheerful as ever, dealing with the guests

and Thaddeus were

sitting with Vivienne

sticking with her, refusing to leave, Vivienne had no choice but to take her to

sit there,

have the privilege to sit at the main table, it had always

didn’t mind, he found it relaxing not being with

She preferred being in a corner.

other guests were busy talking. Since they weren’t given much attention by Beatrice,

Vivienne’s shoulder, saying, “Ms. Vivienne, hang in there, teach that fake innocent girl a

wearing a long purple dress, she wasn’t frail like Arabella, her features were well defined, and

on a small smile, saying, “Do you have any grudges against

a smile to Vivienne, “I like people like

was smiling. Was this a compliment?

my dad’s so mad about me getting involved in this, he’s about to break my legs.

was wearing pants

a chance to speak, she just ran off like a gust of

her forehead helplessly.

Thomas came over with Percival.

an indifferent

looked at Percival first, then at Leopold, her gaze towards Leopold

his nose, feeling a bit

at him and had this strange smile. He even suspected if Ms.

may we sit here?” Percival asked politely and modestly.

by his politeness and modesty, “Please sit.”