The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

The research data from the TCL Labs had been recovered, but Calista was MIA, and still, the experiments had to go on. This place had become too hot to handle.

The GTO had discovered their location, and who knew what Calista might reveal under pressure. There was no choice left but to torch the place.

The ongoing projects in the lab would have to be shelved for the time being.

After Percival and Vivienne stepped out of the lab, they made sure all the researchers were sent to a safe haven while they scouted for a new spot to restart their work.

On the drive back, Vivienne leaned against Percival’s shoulder, her gaze heavy with thoughts that were her own.

Percival soothingly stroked her back without a word. He knew better than to interrupt Vivienne when she was deep in thought.

Suddenly, Percival’s work phone buzzed with a message.

It was from employees at the Ellington Group.

[Mr. Ellington, Henry is demanding that all of Fiona’s shares be transferred to his name.]

Vivienne’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Your uncle sure can’t sit still.”

A cold smirk played on Percival’s lips, “A mere jester.”

Thomas glanced at the notification on the phone and said, “Percival, Henry has gone to the old family estate. Shall we head back?”

Percival gently pinched Vivienne’s cheek, articulating every word, “Vivienne, what do you think?”

Her lips curved into a sly smile, “Of course we’re going back. We’ve got a little surprise for them.”

“Then let’s go!” Percival’s eyes twinkled with a mix of mischief and malice.

…

the Ellington

the table, watching his second son and

won’t tell us why, you have to take our side!” Heloise sobbed, her tears not entirely genuine, laced as they were with

we don’t know what the outcome will be. You can’t just

was brought in by Henry and

a howl, “Dad, look at what Percival and Vivienne have reduced our family to. You can’t let this go on;

coolly, “Isn’t

at his father in disbelief, “Dad, what are you talking about? How can you

I was ill. If you don’t get

He should’ve known his father would side with Percival. It was clear that words wouldn’t work; actions were

document to his father. “Dad, if you’re not going to punish Percival, let’s not dwell on it. Just sign this, and

at the document—a share

were after

Percival’s call,” Richard said,

casting a chilling

Fiona’s assets are frozen. You won’t get a dime,” Percival

at Percival but didn’t dare to approach, hiding behind Henry instead, “Percival, there’s a limit to

to me?” Percival

had been recording everything. After

a video went viral,

humiliates his uncle in

anything connected to the Ellingtons was big news. Percival’s

this high society drama? So wealthy, yet so

mean stingy? It’s rightfully the second branch’s money. Looks

Poor Vivienne, to end up with someone

with comments, creating a minor

with the uproar, had gotten the effect