The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

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As they left, they weren't even graced with a goodbye from the butler.

Not a single servant was there to see them off, and the pair left the house with stone-cold expressions on their faces.

As they reached the yard, they were confronted by a man whose presence was as imposing as Thor himself, an aura of intimidation that made others shrink in fear.

Victoria's eyes widened at the sight of him. Before Harrison could notice her recognition, she quickly feigned confusion and even turned to ask Harrison, "Who is that guy? He's so full of himself. Haven't I seen him on TV or something?"

Arthur was approaching from the distance. His image sharpened in Harrison's eyes, who suddenly murmured in shock, "War God?"

A figure idolized by the younger generation in Veridia.

Harrison, in his youth, had fantasized about the glory of the battlefield, and thus remembered Arthur's name and face with striking clarity. He had even taken pride in having laid eyes on the War God himself. But those days of youthful folly had faded as he matured into adulthood.

Yet, what was the War God doing at the Ellington estate? Did he know Richard?!

"War God?!" Victoria exclaimed in feigned surprise.

Her shrill voice caused Arthur, who was briskly passing by, to halt and focus his gaze on the duo.

His piercing stare softened when it landed on Victoria and then shifted back to Harrison. "Is Percival around?"

There was a momentary hitch in Harrison's breath. "War God, you're here to see Percival?"

Arthur nodded, and a flicker of shock-or was it envy?-crossed Harrison's eyes. After a brief pause, he said, "Mr. Ellington is indeed here, but he might not have the time to meet with you right now."

is preoccupied with preparing

God should step aside in the

to put his own concerns aside, now intrigued by the

study to the front entrance, Harrison had regained his usual composed demeanor. He nodded politely at Arthur before explaining, "Ms. Hawthorn stubbornly believes I'm guilty, swayed by slander. She's convinced I'm

persuade her to drop the lawsuit, not to

Victoria remained silent.

other tricks did Harrison have up his sleeve that

awkward smile, not taking up

and couldn't

The trial is the day after tomorrow, and we need to get back to prepare our

notice the shift in Arthur's expression, nor did she realize that her actions had just added

for doting so excessively on such a

calculation. "Perhaps, War God, you might try your

His goal was to tarnish Percival's image in Arthur's eyes. As long as that couple suffered, it would

At an upscale café.

and draped it over the chair. "I heard

the coffee and replied in a calm voice, "It's not convenient to discuss matters at home. I asked you before about Winnie. Has your

Winnie again?

flickered in Percival's

he was, persistently bringing

Percival probed nonchalantly, "May I ask, what is Miss Winnie to the War God? Perhaps I could inquire

Arthur gestured dismissively, "I've already checked there. No

had questioned that stubborn