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 don’t mind. Don’t

her head, still appearing well–behaved and sensible,

Octavia didn’t know that Arabella

as Arabella, not letting everyone know the gift was still

Arabella

went to the backyard, collected the herbs,

the

further. After all, this was the Hawthorn family. His

started, everyone tacitly avoided talking about what just happened, but their impression of Arabella had worsened a

was as cheerful as ever, dealing with the guests with

and Dorian, Cordelia, and Thaddeus were sitting in

with Vivienne was Isolde.

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

wasn’t their choice to sit there, it

Dorian’s family didn’t have the privilege to sit

it relaxing not

socializing either. She preferred being

guests were busy talking. Since they weren’t given much attention by Beatrice, no one wanted to bother them.

saying, “Ms. Vivienne, hang in there, teach that fake innocent girl a lesson!”

head, raising an eyebrow at the person in front of her. Charlotte was wearing a long purple dress, she wasn’t frail like Arabella, her features were well defined, and

smile, saying, “Do you have any

ways!” Charlotte gave a smile to Vivienne, “I like

was smiling. Was

to break my legs. I need to save my skin.” With that, Charlotte

was wearing pants under her dress!

speak, she just ran off like a gust

rubbed her forehead

Charlotte left, Thomas came over with

also an indifferent looking Leopold with them.

her gaze towards Leopold was a bit

touched his nose, feeling a bit

Vivienne was a bit off? She always stared at him and had this strange smile. He even suspected if Ms. Vivienne had a crush on him,

Hawthorn, Ms. Vivienne, may we sit here?” Percival asked politely

to refuse, but was swayed by his politeness