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.

“Arabella, I don’t

appearing well–behaved and sensible, only

didn’t know that Arabella

course, even if she knew, she would make the same choice as Arabella,

saying thanks, Arabella

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

Arabella left, the drama ended…

further. After all, this was the

talking about what just happened, but their impression of Arabella

ever, dealing with the guests with a

Dorian, Cordelia, and Thaddeus were sitting in a

sitting with Vivienne was Isolde.

refusing to leave, Vivienne had no

choice to sit there, it was Beatrice’s

family didn’t have the privilege to sit at the main table, it had always been like

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

She preferred being in a corner.

the other guests were busy talking. Since they weren’t given much attention by Beatrice, no one

saying, “Ms. Vivienne, hang in there, teach that fake innocent girl

Arabella, her features were well

on a small smile, saying, “Do

Just can’t stand her ways!” Charlotte gave a smile to Vivienne, “I like people like you,

was smiling. Was this a compliment?

involved in this, he’s about to break my legs. I need

that she was wearing pants under

Vivienne a chance to speak, she

rubbed her forehead helplessly.

Charlotte left, Thomas

also an indifferent looking

then at Leopold, her

feeling a

bit off? She always stared at him and had this strange smile. He even suspected if Ms. Vivienne had a crush on him, but her expression didn’t

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

by his politeness and modesty,