The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

At the top of the family tree sat the matriarch of the Boyd family, the iron-willed and formidable Wendy Boyd. Below her name were the names of her descendants: Cecilia’s eldest brother, Theodore Boyd; her second brother, Hayden Boyd; and her younger sister, Eliza Boyd.

Then came the names of their children. Theodore’s son, Yannick Boyd, and daughter, Margot Boyd; Hayden’s daughter, Mara Boyd, and son, Huxley Boyd.

It was noted that Eliza had no children.

Cecilia drew a line through Eliza’s name and sighed, “They say her husband died in a tragic accident. Now she’s living back home under our mother’s wing, the apple of her eye.”

Vivienne could see a veil of resentment and a touch of sorrow in Cecilia’s eyes.

Taking a moment, Cecilia resumed, “Years ago, my mother tried to trick Nathan into marrying Eliza. She lured him to a hotel room under my name and… drugged him, planning to set them up in a compromising situation. Luckily, Nathan sensed something was off and escaped before their scheme could come to fruition.

Despite that, my brothers detained him, insisting he marry Eliza anyway. Only when your grandfather, Richard, the patriarch of the Ellington family, came to our estate and declared in front of everyone that I was the bride they had chosen. He stated plainly that if the Boyd family attempted to substitute another bride, the Ellingtons would call off the union. That’s how I was finally able to marry Nathan.”

Vivienne was taken aback by the dramatic tale of the Boyd family’s intrigue.

No wonder Nathan spoke of them with such disdain.

Cecilia grasped Vivienne’s hand tightly, her voice heavy, “Ever since I was young, my mother had little affection for me. After Eliza was born, she could barely stand me. I was treated worse than a gardener at the estate. It wasn’t until I met Percival’s father, Nathan, at Rivenwood during my studies that I experienced what it felt like to be truly cherished. But when my family discovered your uncle was the heir to the Ellington estate, they tried to pull a bait and switch, replacing me with Eliza as the bride.

After a whole saga, we managed to avert disaster, but from that day on, my family turned even colder towards me. Even Percival wasn’t spared from their disdain. After our daughter Isolde was born, I never returned to my family home. Percival maintained some business ties with his uncles, though.

This time, they insisted Percival return, hinting at him marrying some lady from another family. We’d already refused, but they wouldn’t relent. So, I’m giving you this ring to let everyone in the Boyd family know that you are the bride I’ve chosen, the new matriarch of the Boyd family!”

Vivienne chuckled after hearing the story. So that was why Cecilia entrusted her with such an important ring—to back her up.

With it, even if the Boyd family disapproved of her, they could not

need the Ellingtons to stand up for her, the support was

enough to even lay a finger on Mr. Wolf, she would

you,” Vivienne promised, touching the ring

back, “Remember, you’re an Ellington now. You don’t have to face trouble alone; we

warmth flickered

It’s unfamiliar

though she knew she would be safe even if

saw the ring

Vivienne farewell with a

…

At the Perez Mansion.

his phone

out on

their ways of finding things out. “Yes, we’re

can do as you please. I’ll have someone there to welcome

the family estate to prepare for her

Vivienne said

formalities. I should be thanking you for delivering White Tiger

of CK, but the leads had dried up at

once showing

suspicions about this elusive figure, wondering if he might be a mole from within the ranks of the Ellingtons. However, despite their thorough

it turned out to be Flynn

reaction was a mix of shock and a touch