The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Willa took a bite of the salad and asked nonchalantly, “I don’t see the link.”

“But there is!”

Karen exhaled heavily and pinched Willa’s cheek. “Didn’t Dad drill it into you since you were knee-high to a grasshopper that you can’t be picky, that you can’t just eat the steak and ignore the salad? Because that’s just common sense, it’s the basics, it’s about not being wasteful.”

Willa nodded, confused. “Isn’t that how it should be?”

“But what if you just don’t like the salad? If you don’t want to eat it, then don’t. Not everything you do has to please Dad, nor does every action have to benefit the Perez family before you decide to do it. Everything you do should make you happy, got it?”

Willa sort of got it, but not really. She had always told herself that whatever happened, she needed to put the interests of the Perez family first.

The only time she ever went against Jasper’s wishes was when she had to leave the Perez family because of the F-Poison incident.

But technically, it was still for the benefit of the Perez family.

This mindset had become deeply ingrained in Willa.

Karen’s sudden outburst today left her at a loss.

What were the things that she actually liked?

Seeing Willa’s puzzled and lost gaze, Karen didn’t press on. She knew Willa had to figure it out on her own.

Some things are buried deep in the heart and aren’t so easily rooted out, especially for someone as stubborn as Willa.

Coming to a real understanding would take time.

“Alright, chew on that for a while. I’ll give this notebook to Frost. If there’s anything else, go straight to her.”

As Karen got up to leave, Willa grabbed her wrist. “Sasha, where are you going?”

Willa, with a keen sense, sensed a farewell in Karen’s demeanor. Her eyes held a tightness as if Karen would disappear the next second.

Jasper had just welcomed her back; where could she be going now?

Karen patted Willa’s hand gently, as light as a spring breeze.

I’m

know what Karen was planning, but she guessed it involved going somewhere

Karen wouldn’t have said what

her grip firm, her eyes resolute as if to say, “Wherever you go,

is going to treat my memory

silent for a long while before her deep voice finally broke the quiet. “Is it

not an absolute concern for her. Regaining her memory was what

“I’m not

no talent in fortune-telling,

old age, surrounded by children and grandchildren, enjoying family

She believed him!

and decisions, and once she

Willa sat still, slowly eating the steak on

plate, quietly separating the steak from the salad with her

plate appeared in front of

up sharply to see Maddox, with a cheeky grin, watching her. “Eat up if you like it. Have as much

she had completely ignored the danger

darted back, ready

Maddox was quick on

paid yet!

after her, the fast-acting steak house owner grabbed him. “Maddox, you can’t dine and

you have to do this?” Maddox rubbed

second, Willa would have

said, “Fredrick already told me you’re a gambling addict and a womanizer, too. Seeing how you chased after that

almost wished he could skin Fredrick alive. This was no

a stack of hundreds and stuffed it in the owner’s hands. “From now on, I’m your VIP. Don’t

owner immediately let go of Maddox and said with a smile, “No problem! Take

on the empty street, Willa was nowhere to be

had the chance to see her again, she slipped away. He hadn’t even asked

Karen and Vivienne were accompanying Jasper, who was enjoying a stew as if nothing

look of woe on his face. He had overheard

it upon herself to clean up, sending Vivienne to play chess

other ladies started a game of poker, roping

sparring match, insisting Fredrick be the