The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 179 Vivienne and Percival descended the stage under the awe-inspired gazes of the crowd. Vivienne walked up to Arabella with her chin slighty raised in a defiant stance. “Did you like the gift | gave you?” Arabela's hands clenched into fists, and her eyes burned with jealousy and rage. This was supposed to be her banauet, yet Vivienne had stolen the spotiignt.

Why? Why did she always have to lose to Vivienne? Feeling everyone's gaze, Arabella forced out a strained smile. I love it. | didn't know you could play the piano so well. Why didn't you ever mention it? If 1d known, | would ve suggested Grandma send you abroad to study. Why waste your time teaching at Cloudcrest High School?” Heh.” Vivienne chuckled. Her laugh showcased her unapologetic arrogance. “Why would | need to tell you anything?” Arabela's expression froze. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at Vivienne with a hurt expression. “Why do you hate me 50 much, Vivienne? We're sisters! Vivienne brushed her hair, which had fallen over her ears, behind them. Her luxurious gown accentuated her allure. “| used to tolerate you for the sake of Dorian, but that doesnt mean you can walk over me.” Vivienne looked up. Her cold eyes were full of indifference. “My mother only had me. | don' have a sister. Don't ry to establish a relationship with me. | don't easily connect with people” Arabela seethed with hatred, but on the surface, she looked pitiful After seeing this, Paul's protective instincts kicked in. He yelled at Vivienne, “Vivienne, enough is enought This is Arabella’s party... uh...” Before hie could finish his sentence, Paul was silenced. Everyone stepped back. It was safer to stay away from Vivienne. One wrong move, and you could ind yourself incapacitated.

Vivienne casualy slipped the remaining silver needle into her hair. She glanced at Paul and spoke in an indifferent tone. “Don't yell in front of me again. | hate the sound of barking. If there's a next time, you can kiss your mouth goodbye ~ With that said, Vivienne pulled Percival closer vith her gaze fixed on Arabella. “Look closely. He is my man! Remember his face. Don' reach out too far, or you might ose your status as the Brooks family's heiress.” Percival raised an eyebrow, looking at Vivienne in surprise. Lite by lite, a faint smile appeared on is lips.

The lite girl nad finally come to her senses ‘She knew how to claim her territory now.

Hmm! The way she declared her territory was truly capiivating. The guests at the party. however, looked rather strange. 1/3 ‘She was just Vivienne, a gil who came from a monastery. Even though she was Master Q, the perfumer. and Charles, the fashion designer, her status was stl incomparable to the Brooks familys.

‘She dared make such a bold claim? How could she threaten to ruin Arabella, the Brooks family's heiress? Did she know wnat she was saying? Everyone looked at the Brooks family. The matriarch, Judith, had no expression on her face; her mood was unreadable. Even Scott was expressionless, only the rest of the family showed their anger ‘Vivienne, you” Arabela's face twitched with anger.

Damn Vivienne! How dare she belitie her in front of the Brooks family? Vivienne couldn't even be bothered to give Arabella a glance. She took Percival's hand and tumed to leave As she left, she said coldly, “Arabella, don' bother sending invitations to Dorian anymore. Your relationship with him is over!” Arabella looked

Gesperate. She tumed to look at Judith, hoping she would stand up for her Judith caught her gaze and walked towards Vivienne. “Ms. Hawtnomn, wait Vivienne stopped. Her eyes were devoid of any warmth as she looked at Judith.

Judith vas taken aback by her coldness and the hostiity that ran deep in her bones. The last time Vivienne saved her, although she was cold, she wasn't as indiferent as she was now.

Was it because of Arabella? After thinking of what Arabella had done in Haverwood, Judith's eyes narrowed.

Quickly, she hid her emotions and smiled at Vivienne. “Ive alas wanted to thank you for saving my lie. Today seemed ike a good opportunity. Can | have your address so | can visit you to express my gratitude?" Vivienne's address wouldn't be hard to find, but out of politeness, she needed to ask for Vivienne's permission Arabela watched, wide-eyed. She had thought Judith was standing up for her, but instead, she was asking for Vivienne's address to thank her twas ridiculous! Truly ridiculous! Vivienne's eyes were downcast Her beautiful face was obscured by the shadows. After a moment, she looked up and spoke ina serious and cold manner. “Judith, i | knew you were the matriarch of the Brooks family, | wouldn't have saved you.” Judith was taken aback. “Why is that?” Vivienne ignored her and tured to Percival. “Ym fired.” Percival held her slender hand. “Let's go home.” “The two of the left under the watchiul eyes of the crowd.

Cecilia glanced at Arabella. Her expression was indiflerent and cold. “Judith, you don't need to invite me to your granddaughter's parties anymore.

un 1007 Chapter 179 With that, she tumed and left.

After everyone had left including Vivienne and Charlotte, the familial reunion banguet thrown by the Brooks. family for Arabella came to an abrupt end.

Whether anyone had noticed Arabela's talents remained unknown. However, Vivienne not only dazzled the attendees but also the online community.

‘Someone had shared a video of Vivienne playing the piano, which had become an overnight sensation on the internet.

After the banquet, Vivienne's mood had taken a dip. Leaning into Percival, her downcast eyes hid her thoughts from the world. Percival held her, sensing the sudden fragiity of the gir in his arms.

Her unusual demeanor was due to Judith and Scott He leaned back into his leather chair wih his deep-set eyes half-closed. His slender fingers gently tapped on the car window. Suddenly, his fingers halted. After looking down at Vivienne, he noticed that she had fallen asleep, perhaps from exhaustion Percival stayed silent for a moment before asking the chauffeur, Thomas, “What was the name of that girfrisnd who left Scott just before their wedding?” Thomas thought for a while before replying, “I think her name was... Karen?” Percival’ cold, narrow eyes contracted, and his imposing aura ‘evaporated. Suddenly, he laughed. Perfect! He had noticed Vivienne's off mood today. She wasn't usually one to seek atiention, but today, she had become the center of attention due to Arabella’s comments, creating a dress and playing the piano.

It tumed out that she was Scotts biological daughter.

No wonder she never called Dorian “dad.” ‘She knew everything but said nothing Percival squinted, his voice monotone. “The punishment she received in the mental hospital was too fight” He didn't know why Vivienne, knowing she was a Brooks, kept t to herself. But f Arabela dared take Vivienne's place, she vould pay the price Thomas glanced at him through the rear—view mirror, asking, “Mr. Ellington, what do you mean?" “The Brooks heiress, pregnant at just 18...” Percival looked down at the stil-sleeping Vivienne as a slow smirk spread across his face. “Scotts reaction should be quite the spectacle.

Thomas fel silent. t would be a spectacular spectacle indeed