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 speak to his beloved brother right

So annoyed!

did Percival not

back to his

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

…

At the TCL Laboratory.

had failed

she knocked everything on her

not

nothing but failures to show for her efforts. How

A researcher called from outside the door

Leave me be.” Calista snapped, closing her

to silence and the last sound of someone clocking out reached her ears, Calista was left alone with her

and here she was, still toiling away for

the door to her lab was

her desk and held it defensively as she eyed the

in a black trench coat and a masked hat

a step back. “Mr. B,” she uttered

grasp. “Don’t point such dangerous things at me,” he said, his voice cold and

swallowed hard,

research data with a furrowed brow. “Had I known

felt her breath catch, her legs giving out as she fell to her knees. “I…I will keep trying.

have one more month. Fail again, and

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

to the floor,

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

name Vivienne on the screen, her eyes

Vivienne!

of Vivienne that she was in this

for Vivienne, Percival would be hers, and she would be the future

That wretched woman!

dagger and stabbed fiercely at the phone

was

composure, changed into her regular

…

The next day.

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