The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Sophie's movement across the room halted abruptly as she exclaimed indignantly, "Who are you calling irrelevant? Victoria is my sister, which makes me Percival's sister-in-law by extension. You, his so-called

fiancée, are the outsider here!"

Her words only added to the already frosty atmosphere, making it downright suffocating.

Thomas glanced at Percival, marveling inwardly at the absurdity of the situation: "This matchmaker must've lost their mind."

Leopold, whose attention had been solely on the lavish spread of food before him, nodded in agreement without looking up.

Before Vivienne could even open her mouth, Percival slightly leaned back, as if Sophie was a plague he wanted to avoid, quickly putting distance between them. "Vivienne is my wife."

His gaze lifted slightly, his usual disdain replaced with a rare seriousness as he said, "My lawful wife."

Vivienne couldn't help but laugh out loud.

There was something endearing about Percival when he got all serious.

Ever since they had made it official and updated their status on Facebook, although everyone in their circle knew about their marriage, there were still many who were unaware of their union.

Only Victoria from the Abernathy family was in the know; others might have stumbled upon it while looking her up, but Sophie was likely clueless, or she wouldn't have referred to Vivienne as the fiancée.

Vivienne was convinced that if Sophie uttered "fiancée" one more time, Percival would not hesitate to show her the door.

Percival's gaze on Sophie was filled with undisguised aversion, "Remember to bring your brain next time you go out."

If it weren't for Victoria inviting her, he wouldn't even let Sophie step foot in the house.

quivering, eyes brimming with tears, looked on the verge of crying, "How

however, didn't spare her another glance, his eyes

his wife's

speaks my mind.

Vivienne set down her cutlery, her gaze lightly sweeping

suggested, patting her stomach,

his disdainful treatment of Sophie, "What would you like

stood up,

and, alongside Thomas, positioned themselves protectively in front of Vivienne and Percival, "Mr. Schram, Vivienne is far too precious to be

already icy demeanor turned glacial, "Mr. Sterling, I don't think my family matters

to face Harrison, "Family

front of

laughed, "Leopold is my junior, my family. In case you've forgotten your name,

stop calling me your cousin-in-law. I've said it before: I acknowledge Victoria as my cousin,

Harrison's complexion turned an

ugly shade

and purple as

for words, then said

or not, Victoria

response was

to contain herself any longer, stood up and rushed to his side, grasping his hand with

pained expression, "No matter.net

can you not

respect?"

a mix of pity and righteous indignation, kept darting