The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 166

At the Brooks family’s mansion.

Scott had just hung up the phone with Baron, his expression anything but pleasant.

“Did Richard tattle to your father again?” Judith asked, rubbing her temples in frustration.

“Yeah.” Scott massaged his temples, his face a picture of discomfort.

“What on earth was Tristan thinking?” Timothy boomed. “He was supposed to keep an eye on Arabella, not join in her trouble–making activity! Fighting with other students and getting himself half paralyzed? Is he crazy?”

“Big bro, why are you even bothering to find a top–notch doctor for him? I say let him stay paralyzed for life: it’ll save us the trouble once he’s healed.”

Scott sipped his coffee as his eyes narrowed. Years of navigating the corporate world had given him an aura of authority, even when seated.

Tristan was a boy Karen had saved years ago, and Scott had always had a soft spot for him because of it. Besides, Tristan was exceptionally capable and had made countless contributions to the Brooks family.

When news of Tristan’s severe injury reached Rivenwood, Scott immediately sent people to find a doctor for Tristan, despite the embarrassing circumstances that led to his injury.

However, after consulting several renowned doctors in Havenwood, all seemed hopeless. As a last resort, Scott posted a reward on the Dark Web and even tried to contact the famous Specter Healer through his connections.

“That’s enough.” Judith intervened. “If you want to blame someone, blame Tristan. What’s the point in venting at your brother?”

“Grandma.” Ashley, sitting next to Melissa, spun her eyes and asked with malicious intent, “So, are we still going to hold Arabella’s reunion party?”

Judith hesitated. Arabella had been back for a month now, and by all accounts, they should have held the reunion party by now, inviting all the major families in Rivenwood for a grand celebration.

But considering the trouble Arabella had caused, Judith was hesitant. After a moment’s thought, she said, “We’ll have it, of course. Since she’s in Havenwood, let’s hold it there.”

Ashley snickered to herself. If Arabella’s reunion party wasn’t held in Rivenwood, it would certainly raise questions about the legitimacy of her reunion among the other families.

Havenwood.

At the same time that Vivienne received a request from the Brooks family to treat Tristan’s injuries, Dorian also received an invitation from them to attend Arabella’s reunion party.

already had a fallout with Arabella. What was

called me.” Dorian scratched his head, looking at the invitation card. “I owe them. both a lot. It would be

Scott treated Dorian very well. He was not one

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alone. You can say you were

falsely accused you before?” Cordelia’s face darkened.

still heard whispers when she dropped

a moment, then looked up

Beatrice who had invited them, he would definitely

couldn’t refuse Scott’s

family had been separated from the Brooks family, his bond with

for Arabella, who had previously falsely accused him. He still had a lingering fear of her. After much thought, it seemed most

all, Arabella was still

Vivienne had no

family’s invitation was unexpected, yet not completely

two days

out for her party, inviting many of

because they loved Arabella so

reunion party spread, praises, and flattery for Arabella came from all corners. Those who wanted to get in good with the Brooks family

arrived, the hotel’s

laughing. The women were dressed in elegant gowns, each trying to outshine the other. Even the students from Cloudcrest High School were

out in her simple T–shirt, jeans, and

serene expression, attracting many glances, but

looked up and met Arabella’s eyes. Arabella was surrounded by a group of young

As the star of the day, her smile had

swept past Vivienne, failing to spot Dorian and Cordelia. Although she was a bit miffed, she thought it was for the best. It was good

was nowhere

didn’t Percival accompany

a sarcastic laugh. “Mr. Ellington must be too

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proper gown? I heard she grew up in the countryside; no wonder she’s not

lowered her eyes to her