The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Working at a high-end fashion boutique in the heart of Beverly Hills, memorizing the A-list clientele and their preferences was part of Emily's daily grind. The Rivenwood circuit, a tight-knit community of the city's elite, was her playground, and she prided herself on recognizing virtually every face that graced the store.

Yet, Percival and Vivienne were somewhat of an enigma. Rarely seen on the shopping circuit and despite Vivienne's brief stint in the tabloids, her story was quickly buried under more sensational news. Being the direct descendant of Arthur and the granddaughter of Jasper was common knowledge within these circles, but that was where the familiarity ended, especially for someone outside these social loops like Emily.

So when Vivienne dropped names like the Brooks family, the Ellington family, the Perez family, and the Linklater family, Emily couldn't hide her surprise.

The Brooks family, recently risen stars with a simple family structure of just four, had seen better days before Scott's scandal. Yet, thanks to Ronald and Timothy Brooks, they managed to maintain their standing, resulting in two factions within the same family name in Rivenwood.

For Emily, working for any of the Brooks families would be a step up, not to mention the prestigious Ellington, Perez, and Linklater families.

Initially mistaking Vivienne for an ordinary shopper based on her attire, Emily was taken aback by the revelation of her significant connections.

"You should thank yourself," Vivienne remarked coolly, brushing off Emily's gratitude as if it were nothing.

Had Emily judged her too quickly, she could only imagine the backlash, not just from Vivienne but from Percival too.

"Regardless, thank you so much!" Emily managed, relief and gratitude mingling in her voice.

off the thanks, pulling Percival towards the exit, when Brianna, known for her dramatic flair in Beverly Hills, confronted them. "What's your name? I dare you

replied, "Vivienne. I'll be waiting for your revenge," her voice icy, almost

anger, vowed not to let this go, but

around Vivienne and Percival

of Brianna making a scene inside, Vivienne couldn't help but smirk, "The

"Don't

Their banter continued, with

about undergoing a makeover for her sake. It was all in good fun, but underlying

fountain and endless rose gardens, stood as a testament to their legacy. Brianna stormed in, her face marked by the encounter seeking solace

the chaos, listened as she recounted

move, the name Vivienne hung in the air-a new player in the age-old game

her eyes sharp

her hair. "Why don't you check

in Brianna's

them. "Are you

like Miss Goody Two-Shoes, trying to outshine me. If we weren't living under the same