The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

The lock clicked open, revealing its contents in the dim glow of the room. It was a stack of neatly enveloped documents and a book.

Vivienne rifled through the papers until her eyes fell upon a particular envelope marked boldly: [Paternity Test Results]!

[Test Subjects: Scott Brooks, Vivienne Hawthorn]

[Result: Positive Paternal Match]

Percival’s heart skipped a beat as he read the results.

“A positive match?” He murmured, turning to Vivienne with a puzzled frown.

“What’s going on? Didn’t Vivienne say she was not Scott’s daughter?” He thought.

He had investigated Vivienne’s background only once initially, and it had come up empty. Thus, everything he knew about her was only everything she wanted him to know. Back then, she told him she was not Scott’s daughter, and he had taken her at her word.

However, the paternity test showed that this was clearly not the case.

Vivienne sifted through the rest of the documents. There were ten in total, each one a paternity test from a different testing center, all with the same result. With a sly smile, she tucked the papers back into the envelope.

Turning to Percival, she explained, “I’m not his daughter. My mother had my genes altered. No matter which agency conducts the test, it’ll always show a match.”

Vivienne did not say more, but Percival understood her. There had to be a reason for Vivienne’s mother to do this.

Without further ado, Vivienne directed Percival’s attention to the book. It was not ancient, but it was worn, the kind that had been used often.

The book was actually a journal. Its pages were filled with handwriting added over time. However, the script within was foreign to Vivienne and Percival, not belonging to any known language or script they had ever encountered.

Glancing at the clock and noting the half-hour they had spent, Vivienne suggested, “Let’s take photos and study this later.”

capturing the mysterious text with his smartphone. They then carefully placed the box back and

with guests. After emerging from Scott’s room, Vivienne and Percival parted ways. Percival exited the mansion only

area, where Kala spotted

Darren. All the people Vivienne did not mind

finish eating, we plan to hit the shops downtown.

would not feel uncomfortable staying at the party any longer than

offered with a smile. “Maybe… I’ll treat

were over a dozen appetizers, with more

just grinned, keeping

She had insisted on greeting the guests, especially to catch Percival’s eye the moment he arrived. Yet, he was nowhere to be seen, and

caught sight of

of sophistication and aloofness that pulled at

approached Percival with a dignified

without a

watched as Richard gave her a dismissive look

pride would not allow him to miss it after the Brooks family had caused his granddaughter-in-law such grief. If Vivienne was not happy, neither was he. And

other openly insulted her. She

a smile, her thoughts seething with indignation.

her, he made his way over and declared, “Vivienne, come

was mingling with some guests a short distance away. Instead of joining her, he made his way to the Sterling family’s

moment Leopold spotted him, he nearly jumped out of his skin and instinctively shuffled

lift of his eyebrows and a crooked smile, Percival spoke in a soft, teasing tone, “Leopold, have a few days apart made me a stranger? Come

he chuckled awkwardly. “Ahem! I’m, uh, quite comfortable here, thanks… You

gaze lingered on Leopold, the smile

the gaze of a hungry wolf, his heart

of the guests arrived,

be seen, so Scott took