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.

forced a smile, “Arabella, I don’t mind. Don’t

bowed her head, still appearing well–behaved and sensible, only her fallen hair hid the sharpness

know that Arabella hasn’t delivered the

make the same choice as Arabella, not letting everyone know the gift was still in the Hawthorn family.

saying thanks, Arabella quickly left.

collected the herbs, and left the Hawthorn family.

left, the drama

this was the Hawthorn

everyone tacitly avoided talking about what just happened, but their impression

was as cheerful as ever, dealing with the

Dorian, Cordelia, and Thaddeus were

sitting with Vivienne was

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

to sit there, it

the privilege to sit at

he found it relaxing not being with those people.

the socializing either. She preferred being in

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

patted Vivienne’s shoulder, saying, “Ms. Vivienne, hang in there, teach that

her. Charlotte was wearing a long purple dress, she wasn’t frail like Arabella, her features were well defined, and she had a distinct charm. If she hadn’t said those things about Arabella earlier,

small smile, saying, “Do you have any grudges

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

was smiling. Was

this, he’s about to break my legs. I need to save my skin.” With that, Charlotte lifted her dress and ran off.

that she was wearing pants under

she just ran off like a

her forehead helplessly.

Charlotte left, Thomas came over

an indifferent

at Leopold, her gaze towards

his nose, feeling a bit weird.

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

Hawthorn, Ms. Vivienne, may we sit

to refuse, but was swayed by his politeness and modesty, “Please sit.”