The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 258

After Leopold and Thomas left, Vivienne and Percival retired to their rooms as well.

The drama of the evening had left a sour taste in the mouths of the Brooks family, and everyone had opted for an early

night.

Darren, however, was humming a tune as he strolled towards his room on the second floor. Observing the spectacle between Paula and Eddy earlier had put him in high spirits.

These two, his aunt and cousin, had been strutting around like peacocks for too long, and he was frankly sick of it.

Being family, and seeing as Paula did lose her daughter, the Brooks family had been tolerating their rudeness and boorishness for too long.

But what happened today filled him with glee. They had it coming!

They ought to be thanking their lucky stars that Vivienne had spared Eddy’s life.

The mere thought of Vivienne sent a shudder down Darren’s spine, and he quickened his pace towards his room.

It was better to keep as much of a distance as possible from her.

Swiftly, he pushed open the door to his room, eager to take refuge.

To his surprise, Vivienne was lounging on his sofa, engrossed in her phone, as if she owned the place.

Darren was at a loss for words.

Would he have time to make a run for it?

Vivienne glanced at him and spoke in an indifferent tone. “Back already?”

With a thud, Darren dropped to his knees before her, gripping her legs as he begged for mercy. “Vivienne, I was wrong! Please forgive me!”

Tears streamed down his face, making him the very definition of woe.

Vivienne kicked him away in disgust. She brushed off the traces he left on her dress, eyeing Darren as she said, “What exactly did you do wrong?”

“I shouldn’t have run away.” Darren confessed as remorse washed over, leaving his face a picture of woe.

the Edwards family to the Emerald Monastery to become a disciple. His

training at the Emerald Monastery

military show he had ever seen

simply couldn’t

windy night and scaled the walls

Vivienne’s tone was calm, but Darren felt a chill run down

brains, continuing his confession. “I should have listened to you. All the beatings and scolding were for my own good. I was

Darren began to tremble. He could vividly recall the punishments at

are no longer one of the

Darren felt a sense of relief. If he wasn’t one of the disciples, that meant she couldn’t discipline him anymore,

his relief was short–lived

just be swept under

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speaking, Darren felt an invisible pressure bearing down

of his beatings at the

wrong! I was wrong! Vivienne, please spare me! I

Vivienne’s legs again, refusing

pathetic figure and was

such a coward?

a swift kick, she sent Darren sprawling away from her. Her voice was lazy and relaxed as she asked, “Why did you steal the talking parrot

You know how smart that little thing is. If it had called

a few pounds. I’ll give it back to you; just please let

about to crawl towards Vivienne again, footsteps echoed outside his open

gave Darren another

who was passing by the door, paused

a glimpse into Darren’s

her brother

couldn’t be right. Why would her

she seeing things

steps back to get

but Darren was

sigh of relief. She must have seen

was Vivienne in

met today, and they weren’t exactly

walked into the room and asked, “Vivienne, what are you doing in my