The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Micah had reached his boiling point. With a swift motion that spoke volumes of his vexation, he grabbed the folder from the table and brought it crashing down on Leopold’s head. “Damn it, Leopold, I’m just asking you to deliver a message to her!”

Rubbing his sore head, Leopold mumbled, “Alright, what’s the message?”

“Tell her that the head office is interested in striking a deal with her about the new explosives project…”

“Impossible!” Leopold cut him off. “That’s Vivienne’s cash cow. You might as well fire me. Vivienne’s in it for the money. If I cross her by messing with her income, I’m as good as dead.”

Trying to maintain his composure, Micah spoke softly, “You’re just the messenger. Whether Griffin agrees or not is up to her. The higher-ups can’t locate her, so they can’t reach out directly.”

“But still, no can do, boss. I’m begging you, don’t make me be the one to tell her. I’d walk through fire or climb a mountain for you, but crossing Vivienne? No way. Please, have a heart!” Leopold pleaded, his hands clasped together in earnest supplication.

Micah was at a loss for words at the pitiful sight. He waved his hand dismissively. “Get out of my sight.”

“Sure thing!” Leopold’s face lit up with relief. He backed out of the office with a wide grin, even thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

But the smile vanished without a trace no sooner had he stepped outside.

Leopold cast a long look at the plaque on Micah’s office door that read ‘Deputy Director.’ His expression grew even more somber.

Pulling out a phone he exclusively used to contact other disciples, he sent a message to Vivienne that read, [Griffin, Belle.]

Meanwhile, Vivienne was savoring a roasted pork knuckle when her smartwatch buzzed with the incoming message. A sly smile crossed her lips.

As expected, their interest was not just in Belle.

Back in the office, Micah took out a brand-new phone and made a call.

“Yeah, no news yet. Alright, got it.”

call, and pocketed it. A heavy sigh escaped him, his eyes clouded

…

At the Ellington Mansion.

heard about Kenneth’s car accident and

not allowed to drive anymore.

was an accident. And it wasn’t me who wanted to crash; they

“That doesn’t matter.”

Imogen, look at Uncle Flynn,” Kenneth appealed to his

was the motorcycle gang’s fault

Kenneth mimicked

“Mock me again, and I

reminding him, “Just be careful when you drive. Go talk to your grandfather; he was scared half to

keys, thinking about the inconvenience of having

figure, Flynn shook his head, “This kid, nothing like

now, you know?” Imogen pinched Flynn’s

her hand, squeezing her palm teasingly. “Thinking of mischief again,

giggled coyly, leaning into Flynn’s embrace, her

Vivienne walked in on this intimate scene and quickly stepped back, a bit

laughed. “Are we

Aunt Imogen has something to discuss

focusing intently on the

Group owned

to oversee this division, and Imogen

were intended

The designs are simple, but the choice

had just terminated their contract, she asked, “Vivienne, I’m not too familiar with local celebrities since I just got back. Flynn is looking for two male celebrities to represent the Asia-Pacific region. Do you follow any

the unassuming boss of

you’re looking for?” Vivienne inquired.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join

two should have contrasting styles but also a certain chemistry.