The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Wendy was the first to pick up her milkshake and take a gulp, setting off a reluctant chain reaction among the others. They had no choice but to follow suit and sip away.

It was not until the last drops of the milkshake were consumed that Vivienne stood up, flicking her wrist in dismissal, “That’ll do for today. Get some rest, folks. See you all tomorrow.”

With that, Vivienne and Percival left the Boyd residence and returned to the house Maddox had prepared for them to catch some sleep.

No sooner had they left than Wendy, forgetting her cane, bolted to the bathroom and began to hurl.

The other Boyds followed suit, much to the dismay of the household staff, who pinched their noses in disgust.

It was revolting.

To have so many people retching at once was unheard of, and Yannick even spewed on Wendy’s beloved woolen rug.

Already, the house was tainted with the smell of barbeque and smoke, and now this collective upheaval of recently chewed food added insult to injury.

The odor was insufferable.

The Boyds spent a grueling half-hour vomiting before they finally collapsed back onto the couches, utterly spent.

The once prized woolen rug had been relegated to the trash, a sight that made Wendy’s heart ache.

Theodore, drained and pale, leaned on his wife’s shoulder, still dry-heaving.

Teresa, repulsed, shoved him away. “Get off me. You stink of decay. It’s disgusting.”

Theodore weakly slapped Teresa, not because he could not bear to hurt his wife, but sheer exhaustion. “You wench, you think you smell any better?”

“You dare hit me? Believe it or not, I’ll divorce you for this!” Teresa howled, her voice nearly giving out from the strain.

Dehydrated and powerless, no one had the energy to argue further.

glass of water from a servant and

“Mom, if you hadn’t eaten so much, we wouldn’t have

you so many glances, but you just kept

“Do you really think I

were

her mother. “What do you

but my hand acted on its own, reaching for

“Dad,

was indeed like being possessed. I moved when Vivienne moved and ate uncontrollably

shuffled closer to Hayden, frightened. “Don’t scare me, not this

Vivienne is,” Wendy

arrival in Sea City, Wendy had thoroughly investigated Vivienne—or so she thought.

before going to Rivenwood. Maybe she picked up some

why Percival, of all people, would fall for a country girl. She must have bewitched him. What

growled, still seething from the recent nausea. “Some backwater girl isn’t going

something, it couldn’t be that powerful. The real masters are

Vivienne is trouble. We can’t let her be with Percival, or who knows how much he will suffer.”

other Boyds agreed with Mara’s

cement an alliance between the Boyd

villa, Vivienne and Percival were settling

was curious about Vivienne’s earlier antics. “What did you do to make Wendy so

a little trinket from Brody. It’s supposed to control people for half an hour, making them do as they wish.

ruffling Vivienne’s hair with

their way into the villa, where the

anything is missing, just press the button by the bed, and we’ll be at your

as she scurried off, as if she could not bear to delay

exchanged

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