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.

his hand, Percival was sure he would

and proceed to the decontamination room for a cleansing shower before

Percival and Vivienne’s expressions

one thing, but

Mansion hiding a royal

processing

her ring-adorned hand. A gentle squeeze

the butler’s head, and as he was about to curse, he caught sight of

heirloom ring

did it end up in the hands

upward. “Isn’t there a Boyd family rule that requires one to kneel to greet the head? You haven’t forgotten that,

his limp arm, knelt

time passed and the world changed, these rules were slowly

seldom spoken of, they were

the family mentioned them, no

butler on the ground, Vivienne spoke sternly,

“Ma’am, please wait here.

into the Boyd

“Trouble, matriarch!”

face. “What’s the rush? Is the house on fire? Didn’t I tell you to take

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

butler managed, “No, it’s that slut… That

Even Wendy, ever composed, was visibly shaken

searched for that ring for

mother had hidden it, giving it to

were best friends, which was

However, to Wendy’s absolute surprise, her mother

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