The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 629

Vivienne blinked in confusion. “Mara? Who’s that?”

As far as Vivienne was concerned, the name Mara had been flushed down the toilet long ago, just like yesterday’s news.

The whole Boyd family had become invisible in Vivienne and Percival’s world, let alone Mara.

Their association with the Boyds had been as necessary as a fish needs a bicycle—completely irrelevant!

Isolde nodded emphatically. “Yes, Mara. Mom’s niece, the one you’ve met before.”

Vivienne was still clueless, but Percival recalled and said, “The girl from the second branch of the Boyd family.”

“Huh?” Vivienne blinked, not following.

Percival chuckled helplessly and flicked Vivienne’s forehead. “The one you said had a nose like a button mushroom.”

“Oh!” Vivienne’s face lit up with realization. “Isn’t she supposed to be abroad? Why is she back?”

What Vivienne did not voice was, “How could she have the gall to show her face here again?”

But with Isolde present, such language was inappropriate.

The trio walked into the living room where Cecilia sat, looking somewhat apologetic.

“Mom, what’s she doing here? Is something wrong?” Percival inquired.

He knew his mother well enough to realize that although she could be scatterbrained at times, she had a strong moral compass.

The Boyds had been nothing but trouble, and Mara had even tried to break him and Vivienne up—Cecilia would not forgive that lightly.

was now settling in at the Ellington Mansion, something must have gone seriously awry

Mara’s experience. “I never thought things would turn out this way; I thought we’d gone our separate ways for good. But then this

at Vivienne sheepishly, clearly embarrassed. She felt she had no right to

central figure in her life, and Cecilia’s

dynamics were none of

Vivienne said with a smile, looking at Cecilia with

her lip,

been close to you for many years, and whatever you decide, I won’t object. Just

can be sure I won’t let Mara trouble you again. If she does,

“No thanks needed.”

none of my business anyway.” The last thought was Vivienne’s silent addition, mindful of Cecilia’s

“She can stay but not in the house. And she better not show her face around

Mara was already a

looking for a place for her. Don’t speak to your mother like that!” Cecilia retorted, less patient with her son. She did not want to

by the door, clenching her fists as she

the know, it was clear Cecilia was the legitimate lady of the house. To the uninformed, it might

that even her stay would be at the

raised her gaze, her eyes briefly scanning the slightly ajar door of

or did Vivienne catch her eye? It had sent a shiver down her

into

Huxley Boyd’s whereabouts? Mara mentioned they had a layover

Huxley would also mean passing Mara off to him, sparing the Ellingtons any

stay. With the Ellington family’s large number of real

here. I’ll hire a housekeeper to take care of your daily needs. Here’s a credit card. The PIN is your birthday. I’ll stop by weekly, and if anything comes up, just

arranged for Mara, from

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