The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1137

Vivienne paused for a moment before asking, "Do you guys know where the Floyds live?"

"At Cherish Villa," Juliette said.

Cherish Villa was one of the upscale neighborhoods around, a recent development on a piece of land that was a bit pricier, but offered good security.

The family of four slowly made their way through the neighborhood, searching for the address.

The villa was quiet, eerily so. Floyd sat at the dining table, his head bowed, hands fidgeting nervously.

As if on cue, the next second was filled with the sound of an argument breaking out at the table.

"Bang!"

The man at the head of the table slammed his hand down, causing the wine glass to tremble fiercely. Floyd's orange juice also spilled because of the sudden movement.

"Are you blaming me? What do you think I'm out there traveling for work for, huh? I'm providing for the kids, what right do you have to criticize me?"

Floyd bit his lip, not daring to make a sound.

The woman beside him was not to be outdone, "What do you mean you're providing? Have you even once picked them up from school? Coming home only to give us that attitude, is he your child or your servant? Carlos Walker, what are you thinking?" The argument between the two escalated, with no regard for the child listening in.

Gradually, Floyd's grip relaxed as his parents' quarrel seemed to stabilize his own emotions.

The nanny, standing aside, was visibly anxious. She had neither the privilege to intervene nor the ability to whisk the child away from the scene. Vivienne could hear the muffled sound of their quarrel from outside the door, exchanging a knowing glance with Percival.

The kids standing beside Percival asked, "Mommy, are they fighting?"

Vivienne shook her head, "Not sure."

breathe life into

ring did nothing to pause the argument inside, which

pausing briefly upon seeing who it was,

Juliette forward, pushing the kids into

we're

their visit, smiled, "Alright, just a

call Floyd out rather than inviting them in hinted at the

breaking could be heard, followed

it was Juliette and her brother, his face

are you doing

frowning, snapped back, "What's with that attitude?

young master, mind

of guardians were

rubbing her head and facing Vivienne's stern look, knew she couldn't escape this

and we've come to apologize," Percival explained as he gently pushed the kids

somewhat detached from the childish squabble, had only joined in to cheer his sister up. When Vivienne mentioned apologizing, Isaiah didn't hesitate, looking earnestly at Floyd, "I'm sorry, Floyd.

bowed slightly, much to

She took a step forward, hesitantly saying, "Sorry, Floyd.

was low, the most significant concession she felt she could make, given she believed

nodded slightly, "I was wrong too, shouldn't have said those things. You're not wrong; your parents do love

and Percival were surprised by his tone,

inside was

Floyd's apology, suddenly

settled, we should head

fleeting sense of loss,

see you at school

back to normal. Since they had apologized to each