The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

At lunch, Yorick and Percival exchanged pleasantries about the relationship between their two families.

Percival listened intently, responding to each point made.

Vivienne and Sasha sat together, chatting and occasionally feeding Winston, who sat between them.

Only Arthur sat alone in the middle, ignored by both sides, struggling to join the conversation.

His face was the picture of dejection.

Catching sight of this, Vivienne couldn't help but feel a twinge of discomfort. Pretending not to care, she spoke up, "I get along just fine with Mr. Wolf, no need for you to worry."

Arthur blinked, his look of loss instantly replaced by surprise, "If he ever treats you wrong, just tell me. I'll make sure he regrets it!"

Percival choked on his drink.

They were married, and still, he couldn't let go?

Vivienne was at a loss for words.

She meant to reassure him, not to stir up trouble with Mr. Wolf!

Yorick, too, was exasperated by his son's dramatics, "Enough with the attitude. They're a couple now; you should back off and just be ready to spoil your grandkids when the time comes. That's all." Arthur, startled, turned to Vivienne in shock, "You're pregnant?"

Vivienne, "..."

She seriously doubted her intelligence had anything to do with this man.

Sasha gently tugged at Arthur's hand, whispering, "They've only been married for a few days. Why the rush? Vivienne and Percival are getting along fine. Aren't you worried you won't get to be a grandfather?" Vivienne took a deep breath, regretting her expectations.

After all, how could two different people come from the same bed?

After the meal, Percival stayed behind to chat with Yorick, while Vivienne and Sasha took Winston to the backyard.

In the garden, Vivienne seized the opportunity to check Winston's pulse.

Given that Winston and Colin shared the same mother, there was a chance Winston might suffer from the same genetic malady.

Finding no abnormalities in Winston, Vivienne breathed a sigh of relief. This was the best-case scenario, considering she wasn't entirely confident she could cure such a condition.

at Vivienne, his little mouth puckered in concern, "Am I

"No, Winston, you're perfectly healthy.

returned

didn't you want to

scampered off towards the

up, "What's going

her head, "It's hard to say for now, but someone from the Wright family

she looked at the cheerful Winston, "Using lives as stepping stones, utterly

bounds. Selfish people will

asked about another matter, "Any progress on

severely injured her; she won't last

long, she must have had multiple identities. And I can sense she's specifically targeting

the front for years and might not have much attachment to this aunt. But if someone has been impersonating her for years, he won't

agreed with

emphasis on family was evident in how

they planned to do

can certainly afford to take care of

felt a special connection

that, they would be more than happy

call from Draven, "Miss, a woman's

hung up, a smirk playing on her lips as she turned to Percival,

U-turn, heading towards the west side, "As long as she appears, she'll

the riverside in

his team had cordoned off the area, leaving only a

Upon Vivienne's arrival, Draven

alone, her heart was removed during a night jog before she was thrown into the

and, donning gloves, moved forward

heart was clean and precise, likely the

death. Given the severity of her injuries, Abigail must be

"Have you checked all the

"Yes, we've looked

advance." "Also, don't limit your search to young women. Anyone acting out of the ordinary recently, regardless of gender

went off to relay the

at the path from the roadside to the river, wondering how long Abigail had

patience wouldn't easily let her target escape, no