The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 79

The Hawthorn clan was all worked up. They had high hopes that Vivienne’s dowry would revive their family’s fortune. But who could’ve guessed that the Ellingtons only coughed up a meager 88K? How could they swallow that?

So some relatives started grumbling, “You Ellingtons are such cheapskates! Even if the Hawthoms are just regular folks, 88K as a wedding gift is way too stingy. That’s just not on!”

“Did you lower the dowry to 88K just because Percival’s leg is healed? That’s low, even for you. You were willing to give 10 million when Percival was ill. But now that his leg’s all good, you’ve slashed the dowry. That’s not right!”

Everyone was chiming in, not giving Richard a chance to get a word in edgewise.

Arabella was shocked at the 88K dowry, but secretly, she was thrilled.

So what if Vivienne was a real Hawthorn? To the Ellingtons, she was only worth 88K.

Now, with Percival’s leg healed, they cared even less about Vivienne. Looked like she still had

a shot at winning this match.

“What the heck are you all blabbing about?” Dorian snapped, “I was the one who suggested the BBK dowry. I’m not selling my daughter! 10 million dollars? I don’t need it. I just want my daughter to live happily!”

Beatrice jerked her head up and stared at him in disbelief. “You suggested it?”

did! And I’ll let Vivienne take the entire 88K with her when she gets

it to you? Dream on! Even if there’s just a penny left,

her chest. “I raised you with my own blood, sweat, and tears, and this is how you repay me? If I knew

get that 10

her son had ruined it all. How could

She is your mother, and Vivienne is her granddaughter. Mom has always taken care of the family’s wedding affairs. Why didn’t you consult her on such an important matter? Do you even

want to see our family’s business go under? Dorian, how could you

their dirty laundry in public, especially not in this setting. It would be

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they couldn’t care

fight for a

million, a few hundred thousand or a million would do. At least it’d ease the financial

coldly. “I really don’t get it. Vivienne is my daughter, so why can’t I make decisions for her? A grandma demanding her granddaughter’s dowry? I bet

is a Hawthorn; she should follow our

any objections, I can’t do anything about it. We’ve wasted too much time. With all these people watching, if you keep causing a scene, I might have to ask you

“Your words don’t count!’

away from her. Arguing with him was

I decide my granddaughter’s dowry. 10 million dollars. That’s what we agreed on. If you shortchange us by a penny, we won’t agree to this

greed!” Richard hadn’t even opened his mouth when

always looked down on the Hawthorns. But since Richard insisted on having their son marry Vivienne,

now, Beatrice was going back on an agreed-upon dowry. What

Ellingtons could afford 10 million dollars. She

door for marriage. At first, I wasn’t on board with this match, but Richard was cool with it. Mr. Ellington and Vivienne were too, so naturally, I

always up to the head of the family to decide, right? And Richard himself mentioned it. As long as we stuck to the marriage agreement, he’d give us ten million bucks. Now that Mr. Ellington’s leg’s all healed up, why are you guys backing out?” Beatrice cared about her dignity, but what was that compared to the