The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Victoria's tension finally eased as she rose to her feet, moving even quicker than Isolde. "You're back at last. I've been needing to talk to you."

"Vivienne, come and play with me!" Isolde then bounded over, embracing Vivienne's legs with a childlike whine.

Percival, who had entered with them, was completely overlooked until Cecilia, who had been busy organizing dinner, acknowledged him, "What are all of you loitering around for? Percival, your wife has been on her feet all day. How can you just let her stand there chatting with Victoria without offering her a seat?"

"Vivienne, come over and sit down."

Percival thought to himself: That greeting could hardly be called welcoming.

"Mom, we've got matters to discuss. We'll be upstairs for a bit."

Vivienne, accustomed to such scenarios, exchanged pleasantries with Cecilia before bending down to explain to Isolde, "I'll play with you later, Isolde. I've got some things to take care of first."

Vivienne, Percival, and Victoria then headed to Percival's study in the Ellington Mansion.

Unlike the old-fashioned study brimming with ancient books, Percival's study was almost eerily spacious, yet boasted the best soundproofing in the entire villa.

What was discussed there remained a mystery.

All that was known was that upon returning from the Ellington household, Victoria burst into Harrison's lab. "Vivienne has agreed to a three-day postponement of the trial. If you've got any plans, now's the time to act. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Just three days?

Harrison, peering through his microscope, frowned slightly. "I was hoping you could've gotten us a week."

His voice, tinged with sarcasm and disappointment, sparked Victoria's temper like a match to dynamite.

Her voice rose sharply, "Be thankful for the three days I got you! A week? Why didn't you negotiate with Vivienne yourself?! It took a tantrum and guilt-tripping her to get this extension. You're ungrateful! Next time, do it yourself. I bet if you could get even a day, I'd take your name!"

ignored her rant, calmly stating, "There won't be a next time. This

set and you're already daydreaming? Thinking you can trample over Percival, as if Gavin was someone you could easily please. You think this is child's play,

quite admiring of Percival. What? After two days at the Ellington estate, you're already siding

does it matter to you? I simply believe the Ellingtons outshine the Abernathys, and Percival outperforms Gavin.

convinced by Victoria's stance, turned back to his work. "Whatever you do is fine

end of his sentence, an

Seaton. "Spare me the

the solution from the dropper mixed with the colorful liquid, bubbles began to

failed experiment. "Why the rush? Once this is all over, I'll tell you. Now's not the

Harrison instantly denied. "I never said I'd tell you right after

seemed to rage

even though she knew he

she sought. Harrison's smug, confident demeanor

fueled her anger.

You're playing with fire!

laughter echoed. "Harrison, you'd better not cross me, or you'll regret

parting shot, Victoria stormed

his work, his gaze lingering in the direction she left, his

he found a certain fondness for Victoria's impassioned, albeit powerless,

mysterious smile, a moment lost on the all-male laboratory crew

they shuddered, half-expecting to find something sinister

the man Gavin had sent

to the

hide

openly flaunting his devotion.

My wife

left before you came