The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Richard always played the impartial patriarch role with the Ellington clan’s younger generation.

Right from wrong was clear in his heart.

Today, Fiona’s transgression was not just a simple offense against Vivienne. As the head of the company’s jewelry design department, she represented the company’s image, and being caught in a lie in front of so many people could have a catastrophic impact on the company if she had not been fired.

Especially with key business partners in attendance.

Had Fiona been humble and sought advice, she might have avoided such a fate.

Seeing Richard’s demeanor, Fiona knew the outcome was inevitable. Her place at the company was lost.

Fiona pressed her lips. “Grandpa, keep the money for yourself.”

With that, she grabbed her purse and left without looking back.

After her departure, Percival remained seated in the living room, silent.

Richard eyed him several times before finally tapping his cane on his grandson’s leg. “What in the world happened tonight, kid?”

“It’s settled, Grandpa. No need to worry,” Percival replied, rubbing his leg where the cane had hit. The old man still had some strength in him.

Richard huffed, stroking his beard. “We had left the hall when we heard a faint explosion, so I called Fiona to handle it. She told me there had been a car accident.”

Percival’s lips curled into a slight smirk. “There was an accident, but it’s been taken care of.”

Hearing this, Richard did not press further. He got up with the help of his cane and headed to his bedroom to sleep.

Percival was also about to retire for the night when he caught sight of Kenneth skulking near the stairway.

“Haven’t jumped enough?” Percival said with a cold glance.

Kenneth shook his head vigorously. “Bro, erm… Is Vivienne really Hawk’s special coach?”

“Weren’t you in the lounge earlier when you saw her?” Percival raised an eyebrow.

Kenneth felt like his brain had been struck by lightning.

His brother had confirmed it. The truth was undeniable!

Oh, the horror!

had he done to

didn’t want to speak to his

So annoyed!

Percival not

his

the first time, considering taking

…

At the TCL Laboratory.

experiment had failed

she knocked everything on

she not make a

had nothing but failures to show

called from outside the door after hearing

Calista

to silence and the last sound of someone

and here she

the door to her

hidden dagger from her desk and held it defensively as

trench coat and a masked

took a step back. “Mr. B,” she

B flicked his finger, effortlessly knocking the dagger from her grasp. “Don’t point such dangerous

swallowed hard,

B ignored her, scanning the broken lab equipment and scattered research data with a furrowed brow. “Had I known you’d be this useless,

she fell to her knees. “I…I will keep trying. I won’t let you down, sir. Please, spare

with contempt. “You have one more month. Fail again, and

that, Mr. B vanished as if he was never there, leaving Calista on the floor, drenched

phone, which had fallen to the floor, suddenly lit up

Grandson’s Fiancée Vivienne Hawthorn Revealed to be Master Jessica! How Many Faces Does the Future

name Vivienne on the screen, her

Vivienne!

of Vivienne that she was in

would be hers, and

That wretched woman!

the dagger and stabbed fiercely at the phone screen, channeling

phone was in pieces

regained her composure, changed into her regular clothes, and

…

The next day.

out from the past few days. With nothing on her schedule, she finally caught up on some