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 overthink it.”

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

that Arabella hasn’t

choice as Arabella,

thanks, Arabella quickly

avoided everyone, went to the backyard, collected the herbs,

Arabella left, the drama

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

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

cheerful as ever, dealing with

Dorian, Cordelia, and Thaddeus were sitting in a corner.

sitting with Vivienne was

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

wasn’t their choice to sit there, it was Beatrice’s arrangement.

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

didn’t mind, he found it relaxing not

the socializing either. She preferred being in

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

say down, someone patted Vivienne’s shoulder, saying, “Ms. Vivienne, hang in there, teach

person in front of her. Charlotte was wearing a long purple dress, she wasn’t frail like Arabella, her features were well

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

a smile to Vivienne, “I like people like you,

was smiling. Was this a compliment?

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

noticed that she was wearing pants

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

her

Charlotte left, Thomas came over with Percival.

an indifferent looking Leopold

at Leopold, her gaze

nose, feeling a

smile. He even suspected if Ms. Vivienne had a crush

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

was swayed by