The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 501

At the Boyd Mansion, a shadow began to cast itself over Percival Ellington’s usually charming features.

Truth be told, he had not frequented the Boyd Mansion often, but the few times he did, his visits invariably ended with Cecilia in tears.

As a kid, he could not fathom why the Boyds had such contempt for his mother. As he grew up, the reasons became apparent, and he stopped coming altogether.

Vivienne gazed out the car window. The Boyd Mansion was a majestic sight, grander even than the Brooks Mansion, which Maddox Perez had offhandedly referred to as “little space.”

“Percival, Ma’am, we’ve arrived,” announced Thomas as he switched off the engine and stepped out to open the car door.

Percival helped Vivienne out of the car, and they stood in front of the massive gates of the Boyd Mansion. His eyes, deep as the ocean, seemed unfathomable.

He stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

“Who’s there?” Came an inquiry through the intercom.

A slight frown creased Percival’s brow as he replied, “Percival.”

There was a momentary pause on the other end before the gate was buzzed open.

The wrought iron gate swung open slowly, yet curiously, no one came out to greet them.

Percival’s frown deepened, a thin veil of anger enveloping him.

Vivienne gently tapped the back of his hand and offered a reassuring smile.

The anger surrounding Percival dissipated instantly, and with a smile, he took Vivienne’s hand, and they walked in together.

At the entrance, two servants stood aside, revealing a man in a casual suit, the Boyd family butler. “Mr. Ellington, I presume. Please come in. The matriarch has been awaiting you.”

Percival did not respond, intending to proceed with Vivienne.

Unexpectedly, the butler stepped in their way.

sure he would have taken off

for a cleansing shower before they can meet with the matriarch. You

and Vivienne’s expressions

shoes was one thing,

Mansion

processing before

forward, gripping the butler’s arm with her ring-adorned hand. A gentle squeeze was all it took for the sound of cracking

was about to curse, he caught sight of

ring

did it end up in the hands of this

curved slightly upward. “Isn’t there a Boyd family rule that requires

limp arm, knelt in panic. “Greetings,

but as time passed and the world changed, these rules were slowly forgotten, especially by the younger generation, who would never truly expect someone

these protocols were seldom spoken of,

family mentioned them, no one dared

on the ground,

butler, understanding, quickly got up and bowed. “Ma’am, please wait here. I

the butler hurried into

“Trouble, matriarch!”

financial evening news, Wendy Boyd saw the butler burst in, agitation written all over his wrinkled face. “What’s the rush? Is the

her regal bearing and gold-rimmed reading glasses, Wendy looked every bit the matriarch despite

that slut… That woman has

ever composed, was visibly shaken

had searched for that ring for thirty years

had hidden it, giving it to that cheap

friends, which was why she could marry

gave the ring to her mother, letting her decide when to give it away. However, to Wendy’s absolute surprise, her mother gave this

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