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 the

ready to welcome

never happened, and everyone

disbelief,

find those bombs? You

was stunned, "How could

back at the guests, looking at Floyd again without answering his question, only saying, "Like the show I put on for you?" "What?" Floyd was shocked. "Are you saying, all

smile deepened, mirroring

casual, said, "Should I call you smart, or foolish? If Abigail and Connor couldn't finish it, what made you

widened in disbelief, "Impossible! This

"Floyd, did your confidence make you forget who Isaiah and I are

then looked towards Vivienne, unable to utter a

kindly, "Did you really think my parents wanted you

make a move! Since you weren't in a hurry, neither were we. My mom said, after having me and Isaiah, she's

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

act, let's do it my way. Let's fund my new book, 'The Billionaire Bride's Bid for Marriage,' into a TV series. I think you're perfect for the lead. Dad's too smitten to let you

at her, "My

much does a star make, and you're asking

not worth much,

Juliette, "..."

Well!

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

look,

taking a backseat, watched the

coughed,

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

Vivienne and Percival genuinely cared for me. They adopted me because they pitied me

early. Even if it was all an act, how could

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

silent guests finally spoke up, "Us? We're here for the drama. The

came for The Scent Maestro Q. Needed a new bottle of perfume, and if she's putting on

"I am..."

Watching people casually drop

mix of disbelief and defiance in his eyes. "No,