The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 373

Scott furrowed his brows, a shadow of concern darkening his expression.

It was clear to him that Percival and Vivienne were determined to bring matters to a head today.

His gaze narrowed, voice dropping to a husky whisper, “Vivienne, Percival, it seems Grandma might’ve been rattled today, and Vivienne has had her fair share of grievances. Let’s not dwell on the past. From now on, she’ll take some time for herself, perhaps a sabbatical. I’ll see to it that no one in this household gives her any more trouble.”

Kala snorted dismissively.

Who had been bullying Vivienne, anyway?

It was just him and that illegitimate daughter of his!

She and the other youngsters always got along fine with Vivienne.

Vivienne lifted her gaze, those cool and detached eyes briefly meeting Scott’s before she spoke evenly, “Your assurances mean nothing to me, Scott. If Judith wants to settle scores, let’s clear the slate completely, so no one can say I took advantage of the Brooks family’s generosity!”

Scott’s eyes tightened, a dangerous edge creeping into his demeanor. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

Vivienne smiled, a touch of defiance in her tone. “Absolutely.”

Their eyes locked, and for a moment, Scott felt an unsettling leap in his heart at her piercing gaze. He was about to respond when Vivienne turned away, her voice calm. “Mr. Wolf, I’m famished!”

“Let’s get this over with and grab

their disregard for everyone else in the room, her anger boiling over. Yet, she could not shake this gnawing feeling that if she spoke now, she might just implicate herself, especially since Percival had mentioned that folks from Vanguard Agency were still outside. Despite her confidence in her innocence, who knew what kind of trap Vivienne could

tread carefully. The last thing she

as he fixed his gaze on her, sharp as an arrow, his tone as biting as frost. “Let’s settle the accounts for my grandmother’s death, as well as the three friends and six nannies who took

room fell into stunned silence, so quiet one could hear

of color, her hands trembling on her cane. Panic surged through

experience in

that his

Impossible.

It had made national headlines, and the perpetrator was never found. His mother had an alibi; she was at her

roar erupted from within

Baron, cane in hand, staggering down the stairs, shock written all over his face. “What did you just

family reunion had turned into a farce the day before, yet here they were again. Baron certainly did not

servants about the conflict between Percival, Vivienne, and Judith over some unresolved matter had piqued his interest enough to

Percival would strip away Judith’s mask of deception. But he never anticipated

unforgiving. “Are you telling

as if his mind had been struck by lightning, buzzing with disbelief. Shaken, he approached Judith, voice trembling. “No, I don’t.

He would make her suffer in a place worse than hell, doomed to

surprised. His eyes gloomy as he said, “It seems Judith is quite a master criminal. Even her

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