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!"

Floyd pressed

was wild, ready to welcome the chaos

explosion never happened, and everyone

disbelief, "How?

letting us find those bombs? You had someone replant them, how could it

stunned, "How

again without answering his question, only saying, "Like the show I put on

smile deepened,

or foolish? If Abigail and Connor couldn't finish it, what made you

eyes widened in disbelief, "Impossible! This

make you

Vivienne, unable to utter

my parents wanted you close to those secrets, or why

"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 having me

So, naturally, we had to bring the stagecraft home.

book, 'The Billionaire Bride's Bid for Marriage,' into

"My appearance fee is

widened, "Mom, that's overkill! How much does a star make,

much,

Juliette, "..."

Well!

her mother played, surely, there'd be no shortage of an

gave her a look, "Finish your act

backseat, watched the drama

coughed, turning to

it! I was only five, just a kid. How could a child be so scheming? Even if you were smart, how could you suspect a

And Vivienne and Percival genuinely cared for me. They adopted me because they pitied me for not having parents. All these

confusion, "It's impossible. You couldn't have known my identity that early. Even if it was all an act, how could you keep it up

at the guests, his voice crazed, "They're from major families, how could

We're here for the drama. The legendary

came for The Scent Maestro Q. Needed a new bottle of perfume, and if she's putting on a show, I'm definitely playing a supporting role!"

"I am..."

Watching people casually drop

name left Floyd slumped on the ground, a mix of disbelief and defiance in his eyes. "No, I can't fail. I haven't even started. How can I fail