The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Maddox’s voice carried a hint of mockery.

It was no wonder he looked down on the Boyds; after all, what they coveted had always belonged to the Perez family. The Boyds had stolen the secrets years ago, yet they had made no progress. And now, they were still obsessively clinging to it.

Theft had apparently become their legacy.

Vivienne could understand, though. After all, heirlooms handed down through generations often became seen as rightful possessions by the descendants.

But why were the Boyds, with their advanced bionic tech and contracts in hand, still seeking collaboration with the Ashfords? Was it possible they could not even decipher the contract themselves?

“Uncle, who did the Boyds draft this contract with?” Vivienne inquired.

Maddox looked down, his brows knitting together. After a moment, he spoke gravely, “The Perez family actually initiated this contract. It includes all the technical concepts and outlines for bionic technology. When the Boyds stole it, the Perez family did not draft a new one or seek other partnerships. Instead, they decided to research on their own. However, to be precise, the project was shelved.”

Maddox did not specify the other party of the contract, but Vivienne understood.

Some ancient warrior lineages worked for the nation; this partner must be the government.

She did not press further, content with knowing the contract’s contents. The bionic tech from back then was no longer a secret; even as a child, Vivienne had been aware of it.

Her mother had shared the basics of bionic tech with her but had not divulged much, nor had she involved Vivienne in the work. The Ashfords were tasked with developing some of the more sensitive components.

After her mother’s death, Vivienne had stayed away from the world, sequestered in a spiritual retreat, never meddling with bionic tech again.

Now, Vivienne was sure that the Boyds’ intent in collaborating with the Ashfords was to reclaim their stolen technology.

“I’ve got it, Uncle. Thanks,” Vivienne said, tucking the notebook away.

Maddox let go of the severity that did not quite suit him and smiled. “Hungry? Let me treat you to something.”

Vivienne shook her head. “Nah, you should think about how to calm Grandpa down and get your credit cards back.”

“You little snitch, you ratted me out to your grandpa,” Maddox sighed, feigning betrayal. “All my kindness for naught.”

put on her sunglasses. “Mr. Wolf is waiting to have lunch with

your uncle for your beau,” Maddox waved

Yet, he remained seated.

smiled and stood

a poised woman crossed her path. Her attire screamed wealth and

of a familiar fragrance – “Ephemeral,” a perfume she had once crafted. After its launch, a mysterious buyer snapped it up, and later, she discovered that

Vivienne but quickly averted her gaze without any sign of

I knew it

am I supposed to date? What

the café, Vivienne had already pieced

of

at the departing Vivienne. “Maddox, was that the girl Dad took under his

were water and said curtly,

Why push me away? I just

be disturbed. You’re better off staying at home or shopping the

I join the company?” Diana stood up and stopped Maddox. “I’m old enough, and even Dad said I should get some experience, and Luke wants me to

not mistaken, you’re thirty-five this year, right? It’s high time you found someone and settled down. That way, Dad can rest easy. You grew up in the Perez

not what

voice cold. “Then why were you snooping around for the

“Whatever your reasons, Diana, I’ll let it slide this time. But if there’s

She watched him exit the café, her eyes filling with resentment. In the Perez family,

Willa was the darling of the whole family, while she was practically invisible, never even a blip on their

even the child of the

Why, oh why!

Maddox liked

who had not even set foot in the Perez household yet and was already the apple of their

her way to prepare the finest room for

with more

changed the paternity test! How did this happen?” Diana clenched

she knew that Vivienne was the daughter of Sasha,

for thirty years, why did she have to show

was torment enough; with a granddaughter returning, her position in the Perez family was