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

room.” He didn’t want to

So annoyed!

did Percival not tell him

trudged back to his room,

watched him go, for the first time, considering taking his brother to

…

At the TCL Laboratory.

had failed

frustration, she knocked everything on her

she not make a

failures to show for her efforts.

called from outside the door

Calista snapped, closing her

of someone clocking out reached her ears, Calista was left alone with her

she

to her

dagger from her desk and held

in a black trench coat and a masked hat

“Mr. B,” she uttered with

knocking the dagger from her grasp. “Don’t point such dangerous things at me,” he said, his voice cold and modified

swallowed hard, retreating

equipment and scattered research data with a furrowed brow. “Had I known you’d be this useless, I might have left you to

to her

at her with contempt. “You have one more

vanished as if he was never there, leaving Calista on the floor, drenched

to the floor, suddenly lit up with

read: [Ellington Family’s Seventh Grandson’s Fiancée Vivienne Hawthorn Revealed to be Master Jessica! How Many Faces

name Vivienne on the screen, her eyes burning with

Vivienne!

of Vivienne that she was

Percival would be hers, and she would be

That wretched woman!

dagger and stabbed fiercely at

the phone was in

composure, changed into her regular

…

The next day.

few days. With nothing on