The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

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Elijah’s face suddenly changed.

Arabella stepped forward, reprimanding Vivienne, “I know you can’t be Elijah’s student, and you’re bitter about it, but you’re so arrogant!”

“You’re just a fame-seeker.” Vivienne looked at Elijah as if he were some sort of joke as her right index finger gently tapped on the armrest of her chair. “We’ve only met a few times at school, and you think you can judge whether I have a talent for perfume blending?”

She laughed again with an expression full of mockery. “How did you figure that out? Psychic powers? Brainwave detection?”

The air in the hall became oppressive and then erupted into laughter like thunder.

One guy shouted, “I finally get it. Elijah’s here to pick a fight with Ms. Vivienne. Ms. Vivienne is a double PhD holder. Why would she want to be your student?”

Another guy chimed in. “I was wondering why this whole thing was so weird. If you don’t want to take a student, then don’t. Ms. Vivienne never once said she wanted to be his student. He and Arabella are acting like Ms. Vivienne is dying to be his student. And he says he can see talent? What an idiot!”

Everyone turned to look. It was Logan and Oberon.

The students from Class Eighteen didn’t come to Elijah’s talk tonight, and neither of them planned to.

They were just hungry during evening self-study, so they went to the snack bar next to the school auditorium.

When they passed the main entrance of the auditorium and heard that Elijah was taking Arabella as his student, they decided to go in and see.

The auditorium was packed, so they didn’t sit down. They just stood by the aisle and listened. Who would have thought they would hear Elijah insult Vivienne so much? The more they listened, the angrier they got. In the end, they couldn’t help but speak up.

After their exposure, everyone also felt that Elijah and Arabella’s actions were too deliberate. On the surface, they said they were apologizing to Vivienne, but in fact, they were using the student-teacher relationship to humiliate Vivienne.

Elijah’s true intentions were exposed so blatantly. In an instant, he was embarrassed on stage, and his face turned ugly.

a couple of times, and he agreed to help her humiliate Vivienne with the student-teacher relationship, but now he couldn’t get off the

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for perfume blending. Our grandmother tested it herself.” Arabella saw Elijah had been rebutted and was speechless. She was immediately nervous and quickly came up with

because of my talent for perfume blending. But you

cried as she spoke, looking utterly sincere, as if she were

blamed the bankruptcy of the Hawthorn Group on Vivienne’s jealousy of her and glossed over the things

did not know what was truly going on. From their point of view, Vivienne was the biological daughter of

a while, many people began to privately discuss about how Vivienne

Beatrice who told me about your talent differences.” Elijah found a topic and quickly echoed it. “Not long ago, Beatrice contacted me. In order to carry on the Hawthorn family’s perfume business, she wanted me to take a

certainty that

to Beatrice or you, but

Was this it?

She immediately lost patience.

wondered if he misunderstood. “Are you challenging me? Want to have a perfume blending

Vivienne raised

trouble came knocking, she didn’t mind making

think you can beat me?” Elijah thought Vivienne was overestimating herself and also felt that she underestimated him. He burst

was very happy. She just wanted to use Elijah’s fame to humiliate Vivienne and vent. She didn’t expect Vivienne to

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you beat Elijah? Just

gone mad,

ignored Arabella, only looking at Elijah with a challenging

I’ll help you dig your own grave!” Elijah snorted coldly, not taking Vivienne seriously at all. “And don’t say I’m bullying you. I’ll give you a week.

need, let’s do

panic in his voice. “This is totally out of the blue! How am I supposed to get a renowned perfume critic on such short notice? And let’s get one thing. straight. Nobody but top-tier connoisseurs get to smell my

nonchalantly. “She’s here with her international friend, Henry White, a renowned perfume critic from

art that requires inspiration. Only amateurs like you would

nodded slightly in agreement. “Alright, you’ve got

surge of unease at

of contemplation, he said sternly, “I heard that your late mother was also a perfumer with a lot of perfume recipes left behind. You wouldn’t be planning to use her recipes against me,

are you?” Vivienne’s eyes twinkled