The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1198

In the lounge.

Floyd, with a devilish grin, looked at Vivienne and Percival. "What's to be done, Vivienne? You're still not careful enough. You didn't even notice the one right beside you."

His eyes sparkled with certainty of victory, yet he failed to see the faint smile that Vivienne wore as she left.

In the grand hall.

It was time to cut the cake.

Vivienne and Percival reappeared at the party.

Hiding in the lounge, Floyd also came down. He looked at Vivienne and Percival, laughing wildly for the first time.

Vivienne glanced at him and calmly shifted her gaze away.

Suddenly, all the lights in the hall were turned on.

Floyd stood in the middle, like a demon fallen into hell, opening his arms, his eyes bloodthirsty as he looked at the people in the hall.

"Welcome to the hell I've prepared for you!"

Floyd thought the crowd would panic, but instead, they looked at him emotionlessly.

Floyd scoffed, "Pretending to be calm in the face of death! No matter, you'll keep your composure when the bomb explodes!"

Yet, the crowd remained unperturbed.

Floyd thought they were too frightened to react. Standing on the stage, he laughed wildly, "Forgot to tell you, I've planted bombs in this hall. Just a press of this button, and the hall will be..." "Boom! Reduced to rubble!"

Floyd was frenzied, completely unaware that the audience looked at him as if he were a fool.

Isaiah stood below the stage, hands in his pockets, speaking leisurely, "You talk too much!"

Floyd's smile faded, and he looked at Isaiah with malice, "Isaiah, what are you playing at? You knew who I was all along, didn't you? That I had planted bombs here? What, you didn't find them all?" Isaiah smirked, "Oh, those? Been defused!"

Floyd sneered, "I never knew you for being so stubborn. Well, let me show you how those defused bombs explode!"

that, Floyd pressed the

was wild, ready to welcome

never happened, and

disbelief, "How?

bombs? You had someone replant them, how

stunned, "How could

his question, only saying, "Like the show I put on for you?"

deepened,

smart, or foolish? If Abigail and Connor

disbelief, "Impossible! This can't

make you

paused, then looked towards Vivienne,

really think my parents wanted you close to those secrets, or

at Floyd, "Must say, you've got patience, waiting over twenty years to make a move! Since you weren't in a hurry, neither were we. My mom said, after

we didn't have a good stage at home. So, naturally, we had to bring the stagecraft

let's do it my way. Let's fund my new book, 'The Billionaire Bride's Bid for Marriage,' into

"My

a star make, and you're asking for a billion? Would selling me even

not worth much, but

Juliette, "..."

Well!

the roles her mother played, surely, there'd be no

gave her a look, "Finish your

backseat, watched the drama

Juliette coughed, turning

face filled with disbelief, "I don't believe it! I was only five, just a kid. How could a child be so scheming? Even

cared for me. They adopted me because they pitied me for not having parents. All

have known my identity that early. Even if it was all an act, how

from major families,

silent guests finally spoke up, "Us? We're here for the drama. The legendary doctor's play, we all had to make

if she's

"I am..."

Watching people casually drop

and defiance in his eyes. "No, I can't fail. I haven't even started. How can