The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Karen.

Percival’s icy gaze tightened at the sound of the name, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

With a comforting look in his eyes, Percival gazed at Vivienne.

“Thank goodness.”

“Thank goodness.”

Vivienne mirrored his smile, grateful that they were allies instead of enemies.

The question that had been lingering in her mind was finally answered, and Vivienne felt relieved that she didn’t have to cross swords with Percival.

The summer morning sun was perfect; a few birds landed on the balcony and chirped merrily.

“Percival, we can call off our engagement now.” Vivienne looked at Percival, her face a picture of calm.

Percival’s gentle expression instantly froze. The joy he was just feeling was shattered. “Why?”

The question that had been lingering in her mind was finally answered, and Vivienne felt relieved that she didn’t have to cross swords with Percival.

The summer morning sun was perfect; a few birds landed on the balcony and chirped merrily.

“Percival, we can call off our engagement now.” Vivienne looked at Percival, her face a picture of calm.

Percival’s gentle expression instantly froze. The joy he was just feeling was shattered. “Why?”

Did she want to break off their engagement?

He wouldn’t allow it.

“I got engaged to you to investigate my mother’s necklace.” Vivienne explained, her voice devoid of emotion. “I never intended to get married.”

“I disagree.” Percival grabbed her hand, a hint of anger in his voice.

Vivienne frowned slightly, waiting for him to continue.

died?” Percival went on. “Because it’s a token of

of my mother’s request?” Vivienne’s

Percival took out the necklace and wore it around his neck in front of Vivienne, gently stroking the smooth

Percival’s face suddenly approached hers. He leaned down for a kiss that was. both domineering and

was stunned. The kiss

seemed like she rather liked

Percival’s neck

“Then… no takebacks.”

receiving her response, Percival deepened

shadows on the light gray tiles of the bedroom.

at

education class for Class Eighteen was scheduled for that afternoon,

remaining study plans had been well arranged and wouldn’t change much.

the school to buy a strawberry cake. However, as she passed

hearing, she immediately recognized it as Coral’s voice, so she stopped and

a basketball lying next to her;

of Class Eighteen were all around her. Faye was checking her injury with concern. “How is it? Did it hurt your

her head and rubbed her

after seeing the large

too far!” Charlotte, always quick to anger, had already jumped up, pointing at Tristan, who was not far away. “As a teacher, you deliberately

about Tristan’s sudden appointment by the board of directors as a

was against Tristan teaching, even though he was just a physical education teacher and wouldn’t affect students‘ studies much. But Tristan had openly hit Coral in school just two days ago; such a person was not fit to be a

on the board of directors of Cloudcrest High School, all of them of high status. Tristan was the adopted son of the Brooks family, and although

want

Charlotte shamelessly. “When did you see me

hand

knowing about the conflict between Arabella and Coral two days ago, which led to Coral’s transfer to Class Eighteen, was so angry at Tristan’s

a morally corrupt person had the audacity to be a

to get her family to file a complaint with

“Next time you see me, take a detour, so I don’t accidentally slip and hurt

his sentence, two basketballs suddenly flew at him from two directions, hitting him squarely in

“Sorry, slipped.”

“Sorry, slipped.”

different voices

“Ms Viviennel”

“Mr. Ellington!”

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