The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Vivienne cast a derisive glance at Judith, a sneer etching the corners of her lips. “Judith, do I need to remind you that my mom has only one daughter?”

Judith’s face turned a shade of ashen fury.

That was why her attitude towards Vivienne had turned frosty since she learned that Calista was Scott’s daughter.

Vivienne was the proverbial ungrateful brat. No matter how kind they were to her, how much they poured out their hearts, she always took their kindness for granted, mistaking their genuine concern for meddling interference!

She always acted like she did not give a hoot about the Brooks family.

At first, Judith tolerated Vivienne’s insolence because she owed her life to her. But now…

Scott was not only Calista’s father!

Since Vivienne did not cherish their goodwill, then it was time to lavish all their affection on Calista.

Vivienne gave Judith a sidelong glance, her gaze finally settling on Calista. With a tone of indifference, she said, “Don’t call me family anymore. You don’t deserve it.”

With those words, Vivienne turned on her heel, ready to leave.

Calista, teeth clenched as if nursing a deep grievance, called out, “Vivienne, if you keep this up, the Brooks family won’t be able to put up with you anymore.”

“Oh, really?” Vivienne’s gaze flicked to Scott. “Mr. Brooks, are you going to throw me out?”

Scott fell silent for a moment before saying, “I won’t throw you out.”

Vivienne’s lips curled into a faint smile, and without another word to them, she entered her room.

Once in her room, she pulled out her phone and made a call.

“Vivienne.” The voice on the other end greeted, laced with a hint of warmth.

Vivienne poured herself a glass of water, took a sip, and then said, “Calista’s been brought back.”

There was a brief pause on the line before Percival responded in his typically measured tone, “It seems someone has grown impatient.”

“The virus lab of Mr. B hasn’t been found yet,” Vivienne stated coldly.

been any new reports of missing infants recently. Their experiments must not have started. Don’t worry. I will do everything in my

“Good, I’ll leave Vanguard Agency to you.

“Will do.”

the humiliation she had endured. He swiftly suggested, “Since yesterday

“Thank you, Dad.”

Naturally, she accepted, seizing the opportunity to clear up the misunderstanding from the previous

long as she could restore her reputation, Calista still had a chance with

did it matter if it was all

in a

urgently needed this event to vindicate Calista’s honor. Considering that the decorations from the previous night had not been completely taken down, they simply made some

of yesterday’s fiasco and were curious about another reunion party

family must attend

she grew increasingly envious. “How many times has this been? How

were dripping

nearly beside herself with

they all seemed to give her a hard time for Vivienne’s

was so great

was Kala’s

Kala not stand up

welcome party, and we must redeem ourselves,” Mila said, standing by Calista’s side and having overheard the

harsh, but it was also Mila’s key to the Brooks family. Though Scott had yet to recognize her, she

existed, she had plenty of

nodded, her fists clenching. “Mom, I’ve got a plan. My experiment made progress a few days ago. Once I tell Percival, he’ll definitely focus

must secure the marriage contract with the Ellingtons,” Mila said, her eyes seething

That little wretch!

mother, always stealing the men

having been ruined—Calista stood with her

darker, not a single person

Calista’s smile stiffened.

person came

disrespecting

this a mockery

then, headlights pierced

and hurried forward with a renewed smile as only one man stepped

Percival!

Ellingtons had sent