The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Vivienne chuckled and set little Thaddeus on the ground before greeting Astrid and Alfred with a friendly nod.

No sooner had she sat down than Cordelia began to fuss over her with a mother’s concern.

“Vivienne, dear, has the Brooks family been skimping on the meals? You look like you’ve slimmed down,” she said, her eyes brimming with worry. “I’ll have to fix you up with some extra helpings of meat to get you some proper nutrients.

If it’s too much, you could always come back home. Your father’s business is picking up, and we’ve got plenty of room. No need to stay with the Brooks and put up with any hardships!” Cordelia’s voice cracked as she spoke, her eyes reddening at the thought.

She would never have let Vivienne suffer with the Brooks family if they had not been down on their luck when they arrived in Rivenwood.

With Scott missing, despite the Brooks family keeping a tight lid on the news, whispers had traveled through the business community. Without her biological father at home, the Brooks family likely treated Vivienne like an afterthought.

Cordelia’s heart ached just thinking about it.

Why did such a sweet child have to go through so much hardship?

Astrid quickly handed Cordelia a tissue, comforting her, “Mom, it’s good that Vivienne is here. We should be celebrating being together.”

Cordelia sniffled. “Yes, you’re right. If you could come home more often, we’d have even more time together.”

Astrid playfully stuck out her tongue. “Vivienne, I can’t cheer her up. Your turn.”

Thaddeus piped up from the side. “Mommy’s crying! Does she want cake?”

Alfred ruffled Thaddeus’ hair. “Looks to me like someone else is angling for cake!”

“I am not!” protested Thaddeus, though his expression gave him away.

Their banter lightened the mood considerably.

The family gathered for a lively dinner, opting for a hearty barbeque, and Dorian was in high spirits, perhaps indulging a bit too much in the wine.

Cordelia refrained from her usual matchmaking, but she still managed to hint at Alfred about taking his relationship with Astrid seriously and not letting her down.

message was implicitly directed at Percival, though Cordelia did not dare meddle too directly. It was not out of fear but rather because Percival had an intimidating presence, almost

knew, he would have protested, “Me? Never! I’m a

a tipsy Dorian clung to Percival, saying, “You better treat our Vivienne

He would

her father. “Dad, why would Mr. Ellington treat Vivienne poorly? Don’t worry

did not seem bothered, understanding that Dorian

helped Dorian into the car, promising, “Don’t worry, Dad. I won’t let

glanced at Percival, “Sorry about that.

replied with

“Vivienne, I owe you thanks. I can’t always be

little embarrassed,

replied, “We’re family. No

said, wiping away a tear

an arm around her. “You’re definitely your mother’s daughter, always so quick

annoying!” Astrid teased, unable to

said, “I’ll stay in Rivenwood for a while.

nodded. “Sure, just

her hair, his voice as soothing as

into his deep eyes and suddenly smiled. “I was just thinking…someone is getting impatient again,

“Aren’t

her waist from behind, whispering close to her ear,

She placed a hand on his tempting lips, her

fun,” Percival murmured against her fingers, his voice deep and

one round it is,”

suggested they walk it off

when they bumped into Aaron and

you doing here?” Aaron’s excitement upon

soon as he noticed Percival by her

this guy not take

thought, “It’s you who can’t take a

shopping, you?”

his eyes gleaming with admiration. “We’re just shopping too. Percival,