The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 115

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.

of times, and he agreed to help her humiliate Vivienne with the student-teacher relationship,

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tested it herself.” Arabella saw Elijah had

She favors me because of my talent for perfume blending. But you were dissatisfied with our grandmother because of this, so you took revenge on

spoke, looking utterly sincere, as if she were heartbroken

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

not know what was truly going on. From their point of view, Vivienne was the biological daughter of the Hawthorn family; no ordinary person would drive their own

people began to privately discuss

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,

them were turning things upside down, but they spoke with such certainty that you would almost think that they were telling the truth. Vivienne couldn’t help

or not is not up to Beatrice or you, but the works I create.” She originally wanted to see what big moves they

Was this it?

She immediately lost patience.

wondered if he misunderstood. “Are you challenging

raised her eyebrows and

trouble came knocking, she

can beat me?” Elijah thought Vivienne was overestimating herself

to be shocked, but in reality, she was very happy. She just wanted

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on a worried look for Vivienne. “How can you beat Elijah? Just apologize to Elijah now. Act like you never said

had gone mad, and they looked at

Arabella, only looking at Elijah with a

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. A week later, we’ll have a perfume-blending contest here at Cloudcrest

let’s do

am I supposed to get a

Mrs. Dunhill, just happens to be in Havenwood.” Percival said as he lifted his head nonchalantly. “She’s here with her international friend, Henry White, a renowned perfume critic from Graslandia.

to get all my ingredients and equipment ready. Perfume-making is an art that requires inspiration. Only amateurs like you would think something good could be whipped up out of the blue. I said

agreement. “Alright, you’ve got a

of unease at Vivienne’s rapid and confident

mother was also a perfumer with a lot of perfume recipes left behind. You wouldn’t be planning to use her recipes

are you?” Vivienne’s eyes twinkled with