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."

moment Percival rang the doorbell seemed to breathe life into the nanny, giving

pause the argument inside, which seemed to go on

gate, pausing briefly upon seeing who it was, "May I ask who

pushing the kids into

a bright smile, "Hi, we're here to see Floyd.

nanny, realizing the nature of their visit, smiled, "Alright, just

out rather than inviting them

the door, a sharp sound of something breaking could be

and

are you doing

welcoming, but Juliette, undeterred and frowning, snapped back, "What's with that attitude? It's

young master,

sets of guardians were ready to

her head and facing Vivienne's stern look, knew

at school, there was a misunderstanding, and we've come to apologize," Percival explained as he gently pushed the kids

had only joined in to cheer his sister up. When Vivienne mentioned apologizing, Isaiah didn't hesitate, looking earnestly at Floyd, "I'm

apologizing, Isaiah even bowed slightly, much to

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

she felt she

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

surprised by his

the quarrel inside was between

Floyd's apology,

we should head

fleeting sense of loss, wishing

see you

they had apologized to each other, there was no reason