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!

done to his

didn’t want to speak to his beloved brother right

So annoyed!

did Percival not

trudged back to his room, despondent and

the first time, considering

…

At the TCL Laboratory.

had

she knocked everything on her desk to

she not

nothing but failures to show for her efforts.

called from outside the door after

me be.” Calista snapped, closing her

someone clocking out reached her

here she was, still toiling

door to

from her desk and

and a masked hat stepped inside, identical

step back. “Mr. B,” she uttered with

effortlessly knocking the dagger from her grasp. “Don’t point such dangerous

swallowed hard,

brow. “Had I known you’d be this useless, I might have left

her legs giving out as she fell to her

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

that, Mr. B vanished as if he was never

phone, which had fallen to the floor, suddenly

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

Vivienne on the screen, her

Vivienne!

of Vivienne that

be hers, and she would be the future

That wretched woman!

picked up the dagger and stabbed fiercely at the

was in

up, Calista regained her composure, changed into her regular clothes,

…

The next day.

worn out from the past few days. With nothing on her