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.

experiments must not have started. Don’t worry. I will do everything in my power to

nodded, “Good, I’ll leave Vanguard Agency to

“Will do.”

Scott looked at Calista, well aware of the humiliation she had endured. He swiftly

“Thank you, Dad.”

Scott spoke first. Naturally, she accepted, seizing the opportunity to clear up

restore her reputation, Calista still had a chance

matter if

in

previous night had not been completely taken down, they simply made some adjustments and sent out invitations for the elite to attend Calista’s belated reunion

all too aware of yesterday’s fiasco and were curious about another reunion party so

had clarified that the entire Brooks family must attend Calista’s party, but Kala

more lavishly than the day before, she grew increasingly envious. “How many times has this

were dripping

was nearly beside herself with rage upon

one, they all seemed to give

was so great

was Kala’s

Kala not stand up for

words. Today is your welcome party, and we must redeem ourselves,” Mila said, standing by Calista’s side and

“illegitimate daughter” was harsh, but it was also Mila’s key to the Brooks family. Though Scott had

connection existed, she

fists clenching. “Mom, I’ve got a plan. My experiment made progress a few days ago. Once

a Brooks, you must secure the marriage contract with the Ellingtons,” Mila said,

That little wretch!

like her mother, always stealing

equally elegant evening gown—yesterday’s having been ruined—Calista stood with her signature smile, waiting for guests

night grew darker, not

Calista’s smile stiffened.

person came to her reunion

disrespecting the Brooks

a mockery of

then, headlights pierced the

forward with a renewed smile as only one

Percival!

had sent