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!"

pressed the

ready to welcome the

the anticipated explosion never happened, and

in disbelief, "How? I

a diversion, letting us find those bombs?

was stunned,

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

deepened, mirroring

call you smart, or foolish? If Abigail and

eyes widened in disbelief, "Impossible! This

make you forget who Isaiah and I are the

looked towards Vivienne, unable

think my parents wanted you close to

over twenty years to make a move! Since you weren't in a hurry, neither were we. My

have a good stage at home. So, naturally, we had to bring the stagecraft home. After performing for twenty years, my mom's still enjoying

Billionaire Bride's Bid for Marriage,' into a TV series. I think you're perfect for the lead. Dad's too

at her, "My

that's overkill! How much does a star make, and you're asking for a billion? Would selling me even

not worth much, but

Juliette, "..."

Well!

played, surely, there'd

a look, "Finish

a backseat, watched the

cough!" Juliette coughed, turning to

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

me because they pitied me

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 for so long? And these

crazed, "They're from major families, how could

the drama. The legendary

Needed a new bottle of perfume, and if she's

"I am..."

Watching people casually drop

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