The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 322

Vivienne shot Dorian a frosty glance without uttering a word.

However, Richard was not one to keep his thoughts to himself. “Dorian, if you were so concerned, you should’ve set Paul straight from the get–go. You didn’t utter a single word before What’s holding you back?”

Dorian was left speechless by that blunt comment. With the situation taking a sour turn, Cordelia quickly intervened. “We’re outsiders after all. It’s not our place to meddle in the Ellingtons‘ family affairs. We thought that with Percival and Richard on her side, Vivienne surely wouldn’t be bullied*

“Really?” Richard responded in a suggestive tone. I’m tired. I’m off to get some rest. You all can stay a bit longer

Quick to reject the invitation. Donian said, “No need Thank you for your hospitality, Richard We don’t want to overstay our welcome”

Having said that, he naturally wouldn’t insist on staying

Percival slung his arm around Vivienne’s shoulder. “‘Tll walk you out ”

Vivienne glanced at him and smiled “Sure”

Percival was silent throughout the incident, but Vivienne could sense his anger She knew he was holding back out of respect for Richard That was the only reason he was refraining from taking action against Paul

But in the end, he couldn’t resist

That kick certainly did a number on Paul

Percival and Vivienne led the way, when Donan and Cordelia awkwardly followed behind them, their expressions subtly changing

As the dinner progressed, they exposed their true colors.

Vivienne was deliberately testing them, and everyone else was there to watch the drama unfold

“What do we do now? Cordelia lowered her voice as she shot Dorian a meaningful glance

Donan didn’t utter a word His gaze was fixed on Vivienne, who was just a few feet away.

If he didn’t act soon, he feared.

to fetch the car to drive Vivienne

lunged at Vivienne

hands as

“Vivienne Look out”

voice wasn’t Percival’s but Dorian’s, who was trailing behind them As Percival

knife

soaking his shirt

“Oh my God“”

Cordelia’s legs

signal, the Ellington bodyguards hidden in

the situation was under

Vivienne who looked calm and composed. He then approached the stranger, his voice steady as he asked, “Who sent you?”

his mouth

talk? I have a hundred ways

flick of his finger the guards got the message. They bound the man,

want answers “Percival’s gaze was like an invisible blade that

easy. He would make that

punishment was unbearable suffering

should be prepared for the consequences He wouldn’t let anyone off who had

“Right away, sir”

orders, then look the

was

injury won’t kill me As long as Visienne

faqe. Tm sorry Vivienne i couldn’t stand up for you when the Ellingtona werę prokling on you i guess. (79)

his confession with an impassive face.

ambition, was a decent man. Whenever the Hawthorn or Ellington fartuly tried to bully her, he would

the Hawthorn family and lusing his job. Donan never complained How could such a man ulter such self-deprecating mor

Dorians wound which, although bipody, waunt life threatening

dress and

Save your

He had naked his ife to

We came to Riverwood because of you. He wanted to start a