The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Since Vivienne had spoken, Percival, of course, could not object.

He could only watch with wide eyes as Aaron and Vivienne entered the car.

Aaron indeed had something he wanted to discuss with Vivienne.

“Vivienne, I’m currently studying finance management at Elite University. He decided to send me there, claiming it was to prepare me for taking over the Miller family,” Aaron divulged.

Vivienne glanced at Percival through the car window. He seemed a bit upset.

She withdrew her gaze and said, “That’s good news. You should give it your all since you’ve chosen to return home and take over the family business.”

Aaron was sharp. Things clicked quickly for him.

Even though he had just started his studies, he was anything but clumsy.

Aaron hesitated, then said, “He also mentioned that the success of the Miller family is all thanks to you. He said you are the Nine…”

“Knowing is enough; there’s no need to spell it out,” Vivienne interrupted Aaron with a cool look in her eyes.

But since Mark Miller had even shared this with Aaron, it was clear he was sincere about wanting Aaron to inherit the Miller family’s legacy.

After all, the secret of her being the young master of the Nine Mystics Society was not to be disclosed to anyone except for the heir.

Aaron understood the gravity of it.

From the start, he knew Vivienne was more than just a girl a year his senior.

But he had never realized just how formidable she truly was.

That even the Miller family owed its rise to her support.

“Vivienne, what exactly is that organization?” Aaron asked, still somewhat confused. He figured it was easier just to ask her directly.

Vivienne finished her iced tea and said, “You’ll know when it’s time. Remember, some questions are better left unasked.”

Her tone was mild, but Aaron could sense her displeasure.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry,” Aaron apologized hastily, worry etched on his face.

“It’s fine.” Vivienne crushed the empty cup and continued, “Did Mark bring it up?”

Aaron shook his head, then nodded. “Sort of. He thought I knew about your identity and let it slip, then when he realized I didn’t, he didn’t elaborate. Just said he’d tell me after I took over the Miller family.”

Vivienne’s lips curled into a faint smile, the chill in her

this means we’re actually quite

it. “If that’s

with the

protégé, that certainly meant they

proudly, feeling a surge of

that Percival was

their coach now, and Quentin’s stayed on to train the junior team. Everyone says the club would have tanked if not for you, so I was hoping to get everyone together

agreed, though she mused that she had been invited out to eat quite

outside, was growing

talking about for so

sense the air pressure plummeting. Clearly, Vivienne’s husband was

the car,

Percival got into the car, he asked, “What did he say

dinner,” Vivienne knew Percival would ask, her lips curving slightly. “Why? Jealous

his throat.

note. “Then I guess I’ll go

tone brooked no

Wolf, you’re so easy to

Percival was silent.

Tease him?

then, he would not

leaned in for a kiss

driving,

time, he was definitely assigning

…

day, Percival brought Vivienne

a

somewhat exasperated. “Mr. Wolf, is

make it clear to Aaron

into the matching outfit and

at the venue when Vivienne stepped out first, with Aaron

“Vivienne…”

Screech!

of tires against the

came barreling

the wheel, but

them

sports car was sent rolling back several yards, leaving

over, trapping

They instantly blacked out.