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.”

sigh escaped him, his eyes clouded

…

At the Ellington Mansion.

he heard about Kenneth’s car accident and promptly confiscated

You’re not allowed to drive anymore.

accident. And it wasn’t me

“That doesn’t matter.”

look at Uncle Flynn,” Kenneth

in her tablet and sketching dress designs, Imogen shot Flynn an admonishing look. “Flynn, Kenneth’s an adult. And the DMV said it was the motorcycle gang’s fault for breaking the rules first. Besides, Kenneth needs to travel between the team and Elite University. It would be so inconvenient

Kenneth

“Mock me again, and

be careful when you drive. Go talk to your grandfather; he was scared half to

of

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

pinched Flynn’s nose playfully, tapping his cheek. “And neither

palm

coyly, leaning into Flynn’s

this intimate scene and quickly stepped back, a

“Are

he rose to greet Percival, “Your Aunt Imogen has something to discuss with Vivienne. Let’s

Imogen, focusing intently on

owned a high-end fashion

returned to oversee this division, and Imogen was poised to

intended for the next season’s launch, all

choice of

their contract, she asked, “Vivienne, I’m not too familiar with local celebrities since I just got back. Flynn

no star-chaser; she was just the unassuming

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

need to be well-known. The two should have contrasting styles but also a certain chemistry. Ideally, they should have modeling experience to showcase the suits’ features.