The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chatper 351

Chapter 351

Jeffrey’s eyes bulged in disbelief, and for a long moment, he struggled to process what he had just heard.

After a brief pause, he snapped back to reality and roared at Fiona Ellington, “Are you out of your mind? Ten billion dollars to them? Do we look like we’re running a charity here?”

With ten billion dollars, you could open a string of world–class art galleries! He thought.

Fiona must have lost her marbles by giving out such an astronomical number.

Fiona shot him an icy glance before turning to Vivienne and Percival, “Give me an account number. I’ll transfer the funds to you!”

She wasn’t offering this fortune for Jeffrey’s sake, but to keep Percival and Vivienne from dismantling the other art galleries.

Some of the galleries Jeffrey had established were a front for under–the–table dealings, which were secrets that outsiders must never uncover. It was a network she had painstakingly built, hidden from her entire family.

Even Jeffrey, the supposed head, was clueless about it.

If these secrets were ever exposed, she’d stand to lose up to thirty billion dollars.

When weighed against ten billion, it was a no–brainer. She had to protect those assets.

And Fiona didn’t buy for a second that Percival could go after her family without a reason.

Mr. Percy’s stature alone had put him at the zenith of power; he wouldn’t bat an eyelid at a few art galleries, let alone a few hundred billion

Yet, he was insistent on tearing down the galleries. She suspected he knew something.

It seemed Percival had to go. His very existence was the most significant threat to her.

With Percival around, the inheritance wouldn’t fall into her hands even if the old man died. Not to mention that Richard Ellington was still alive

If Percival were out of the picture, the other Ellington nonentities wouldn’t stand a chance against her.

Vivienne raised an eyebrow and her gaze harbored meaning. “Alright!”

She promptly provided her account details.

given the sum involved. You’ll have the money by tonight at the latest!” Fiona declared confidently.

Vivienne nodded, “Agreed”

call to the National Gallery’s secretary, and soon after, the

He stormed off, neglecting the gallery’s guests. He had to get back and convince his parents not to

after she

they’d left, Percival and Vivienne made to leave too. But they were suddenly halted by a voice.

that

man leaning on a cane; his hair was

modestly but exuding a palpable authority. His

responding. “This painting is

replied, “but you wouldn’t sell the

smiled and nodded, “Exactly!”

in this painting feels familiar to me I’d like to buy it to

to me

recognize the person

someone who knew the individual very

a hint of melancholy “My lost daughter has a mole in the same place Even though it might not be her, I want

this, Vivienne’s grip on the painting tightened. “Your daughter? Whats her name?

searching for her for thirty years without a trace. I

taken aback

a beautiful name

named Sasha, yet the

Chapter.

if you’re reluctant to sell, I won’t insist. But I heard you say the person in the portrait was your mother, who has passed.

old man could finish, Vivienne

words, the old man apologized, “I’m sorry to

replied softly, her thoughts evidently

the exact spot

Vivienne’s voice suddenly turned

caused their incarceration personally.

started their flight from the past that her mother took her to visit her family in the

was her first encounter with her maternal relatives, and it revealed a

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