The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 151

Michael and Joseph, although perplexed, followed Beatrice’s instructions, assisting her from her sickbed to visit Arabella.

Arabella was staying on the same floor as Dorian, the sixteenth. They had just arrived outside Arabella’s room when they saw Vivienne slowly approaching from the other end of the corridor.

Percival had been in an accident, so Vivienne hadn’t had the chance to visit Dorian in the hospital the day before. She had finally found the time to do so that afternoon.

Naturally, she saw the Hawthorn family members, but she didn’t give a damn. She passed by Arabella’s room without even a second glance at them.

Arabella also saw Vivienne. She sat disheveled on the bed, watching Vivienne walk past her as if she didn’t exist. Arabella could see arrogance, disdain, and schadenfreude in Vivienne’s calm demeanor.

For some reason, Vivienne’s presence reminded Arabella of the masked woman from that night. The calm expression the masked woman wore as she made an incision in Arabella’s abdomen was eerily reminiscent of Vivienne’s.

It was as if they didn’t see her as a living human being but as an object they could manipulate at will.

“Ahh!” She couldn’t help but scream, shouting in terror and rage, “I’m going to kill them! I’m going to kill them all!”

Not only did the Hawthorns standing at the door get a fright, but so did the entire floor of the hospital.

“Arabella, Arabella, it’s alright now.” Beatrice rushed in to comfort Arabella.

“Granny!” Arabella cried and clung to Beatrice. “The police don’t believe me! Have I endured all this torment for nothing?”

instead taunted her. “Even if the police did believe that someone planted bombs

night when she had called them for help, but not one

answered her call

was in jail, the man in black was nowhere to be found, and her reputation had been ruined due to her false accusations

nothing. She only sobbed and

glint in her eye and a hint of satisfaction in her

Arabella’s, so he had also heard her scream. At that

the IV drip nearby muttered, “She should be transferred to the psychiatric ward. Her constant screaming

then

when he heard Arabella’s scream, but he remained silent, remembering all

room was silent and tense when Vivienne

and Dorian immediately

you feeling

pill. His internal injuries had healed, but the external ones still needed

mention, the trauma Dorian had endured made

doctor said if everything goes well, he should be able to leave the

quietly, watching as Cordelia finished

dishes, Vivienne asked Dorian, “Mr.

only a perfume formula.” Dorian replied with a flicker

had a feeling

and Dorian thought it was Cordelia returning, but when they looked

Dorian’s face darkened

cold laugh. “I’ve been hospitalized for so long, and you’ve never once asked after

me while I’ve been hospitalized?” Dorian retorted coldly

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I forget? Why would you ask? After all, weren’t you

me to be