The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Percival’s fingers tightened on the steering wheel, the stoic expression on his face tinged with frost.

After a moment’s silence, he spoke slowly, “My aunt didn’t go abroad. She married into the Abernathy family; she became their family head, Preston Abernathy’s wife.”

Vivienne was surprised. “So the Victoria I met today is your aunt’s daughter?”

She didn’t know what kind of person Percival’s aunt was, but judging by Percival’s demeanor, he must have been quite fond of her.

Although, as far as Vivienne was concerned, with the exception of Richard and Percival, she hadn’t met anyone decent from the Ellington family. Still, she had a feeling that this aunt must have been a good person.

But her daughter…

Tsk.

She didn’t know what to make of her.

Percival nodded. “That’s likely.”

Vivienne arched an eyebrow. “What do you mean ‘likely’?”

Percival pursed his lips before explaining, “When my aunt insisted on marrying Preston, it caused a huge rift with my grandfather. He even threatened to disown her, but she wouldn’t budge. Grandpa got so angry, he actually cut all ties and forbade anyone from contacting her.”

Glancing at Vivienne, he continued, “In the Ellington family, next to my uncle, my aunt was always the kindest to me. After she married, I reached out to her. We met for lunch once, but then she told me never to contact her again. She was too proud. And since then, there hasn’t been any communication.

I had to dig around for information about her on my own, which wasn’t easy. The ancient warrior lineages are secretive, and after marrying, my aunt became even more reclusive, making it harder to find anything out. Later, I heard she had a daughter, but I found very little about her.”

Taking a deep breath, he carried on, “I eventually heard that my aunt was cast out and had become comatose. I only learned her daughter’s name after that. But whether this Victoria is really her child, I have no way of knowing.”

Vivienne frowned, slightly perplexed. “So, is this Preston a looker or something?”

momentarily confused

her being thrown out and

Percival’s aunt would be so adamant about marrying Preston. What was

my aunt why she was so set on marrying Preston, but she

had

her temples. “So, Preston had another lover

with

a moment, Vivienne was at a

was lovestruck, wasn’t she? Ignoring her father, succumbing to the words of

Healer to treat my aunt’s illness,” Percival’s voice grew colder as he said, “After discovering you were the Specter Healer, I started to look for her whereabouts, but so far, I’ve found nothing. The Abernathy vendetta, however, I’ve never

softly. “Let’s

softness touched Percival’s heart.

journey, the two of them

“Vivienne, do you get the feeling someone is playing a big game of

I’ve

Samantha was rescued, she realized that GTO might just be a pawn in someone else’s game, especially concerning that mysterious woman

figured out who that

also went beyond it. There were

suggested that

the War God of Veridia,” Percival said, “He spoke in riddles, almost as if to warn me. Vivienne, it looks like we’ve

your aunt. And as for this War God, as long as he doesn’t bother us, we don’t need to pay him any

thinking, “You’re the first

Percival’s phone rang with an unfamiliar

his phone screen, a number he didn’t recognize.

call than it started ringing again. With a scowl darkening his features, Percival answered the

as he did, the caller got straight to the

shifted

a sidelong glance at Vivienne before replying,