The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 41

Charlotte’s eyes nearly popped out of her head in surprise.

Holy cow! Can money really solve problems?

Why hadn’t she thought of this method before?

Thirty grand! She had the money!

But Vivienne was a real lifesaver. She could have chosen to run away, but instead she chose to help

her out.

Charlotte was deeply moved, so moved that she was on the verge of tears.

Just as she was reeling in surprise, she heard Vivienne point at her and say, “Alright! Thirty grand,

she’s got you covered!”

Charlotte’s tears were gone.

That was a wasted emotional rollercoaster!

“She?” David looked towards Charlotte with a disdainful look, “Does she even have that much money?”

He didn’t believe it!

And you couldn’t blame him!

After all, Charlotte always dressed in an edgy way, very casual, and often dyed her hair all sorts of

colors!

Like right now, the clothes she was wearing were worth less than what the girl next to her was wearing.

Even though Vivienne didn’t look like she was loaded either, at least she had the confidence to

immediately offer twenty grand.

Not at all like Charlotte!

If she had the money, she would have used it to solve the problem already, why the hassle?

Plain–looking Charlotte was speechless.

She, the princess of the Redwood family, was actually being looked down upon!

With that thought, Charlotte straightened up, lifted her head, “Who are you looking down on? Give me

your bank account number, I’ll transfer the thirty grand to you right now!”

David handed over his account details with a puzzled expression.

Charlotte quickly took out her phone and transferred the money in a flash.

In less than a minute, David’s phone received a notification.

He looked at the number on the message, feeling like he was dreaming, counting with disbelief, “Wow!

It’s really thirty grand!”

Charlotte was this rich?!

If he knew earlier, he would have asked for fifty grand!

What a blunder!

But he was a man of his word, since he said thirty grand, he wouldn’t go back on it.

“Deal!” Having solved one problem, Charlotte was all smiles, “Next time you see me, better not cause

any trouble.”

She only knew before that money could be used to buy pretty clothes, makeup, and to enjoy life:

She never thought it could be used this way!

You learn something new every day.

“Of course!”

David paused for a moment, leaned in close to Charlotte, and whispered, “Of course, if there is

anything you can’t handle, you can always come to me, we can negotiate a price.”

Charlotte,…I have to go.”

Charlotte left with Vivienne and her three friends. When they reached the corner of the street, she told

her friends to go on ahead.

When it was just her and Vivienne, she finally said, “Thanks for that.”

“No problem” Vivienne smiled, “You helped me too.”

Charlotte knew she was talking about the Hawthorn family matter, “That wasn’t exactly helping you, I

just couldn’t stand Arabella.”

This was her second time meeting Vivienne, but she felt they hit it off well.

When she was at the Hawthorn family’s place before, people said Vivienne had a terrible temper and

was always expressionless.

But now, it seemed that wasn’t the case at all. Vivienne could smile, and when she did, it was beautiful

and heartwarming. Vivienne chuckled softly but said nothing further.

“Let me properly introduce myself. I’m Charlotte, I don’t have many friends, if you don’t mind, can we

be friends?” Charlotte extended her hand.

She did have many friends, too many to count, but she considered those not to be real friends.

They all approached her because of her wealth, they wanted a free meal and drink, waiting for her to

pick up the tab. But she was wealthy, and didn’t care

about that.

Her brief interaction with Vivienne made her feel that Vivienne was different from those people. She

wanted to be friends with Vivienne.

Vivienne extended her hand and shook hers, “I’m Vivienne! We can hang out when you’re free.”

Sounds good.

She didn’t have many friends either, having a few more wouldn’t hurt.

“I’m twenty, how old are you?” Charlotte asked.

“Nineteen.”

“We’re around same age, that’s nice.”

As they chatted, they arrived at the Redwood family’s residence.

Charlotte wanted to invite Vivienne for a meal, but Vivienne declined.

She also wanted to give Vivienne a ride home, but Vivienne declined that too.

In the end, she could only say goodbye to Vivienne at the Redwood family’s gate, “I’m going home

now, send me a message when you get home, let me know you’re safe. Tomorrow is Monday, I have

school, let’s hang out again over the weekend.”

“Okay.” Vivienne replied.

They just exchanged contact information.

After Charlotte went in, Vivienne also returned to Tranquil Estates.

The moment she entered, Dorian checked her over from head to toe, then asked seriously, “Did

Percival do anything inappropriate to you?” Vivienne was a bit helpless, “No, he’s a real gentleman!”

Dorian sighed in relief, as long as she wasn’t bullied. But he still said seriously, “Vivienne, even though

you agreed to get engaged to Percival, as a girl, you must protect yourself. Before marriage, there are

certain things you shouldn’t do, understand?”

What did she do?

Seeing her silent, Dorian continued, “That Percival may seem polite, but who knows what dark

thoughts he might have. You must be careful. If he dares to do anything inappropriate, you….

Dorian pondered for a moment, then dashed into the bedroom and came out with a spray bottle. “This

is a pepper spray Cordelia bought. Put it in your bag, and if Percival dares to mess with you, spray him

till he can’t move!”

Vivienne looked up to the sky, thinking that Percival was really out of luck!

I’ll get you a few–more self–defence sprays tomorrow. A girl’s bag must have one of these,” Dorian

muttered to himself.

“Okay, got it,” Vivienne accepted Dorian’s kindness with a smile.

“Also, Vivienne…”

Dorian wanted to say something else but Cordelia suddenly cut him off, “Alright, Vivienne’s grown up,

she knows how to protect herself. She’s tired today, let her rest.”

Seeing this, Dorian didn’t say anything more..

After saying goodnight to them, Vivienne returned to her room, sent a text to Percival and Charlotte

reporting her safety, and then went to sleep.

A knocking sound woke her up.

She had just woken up when she heard a roar from outside, “Vivienne, you little punk, get out here, do

you have any idea how much trouble you’ve caused

me!”

Vivienne frowned, a fierce aura radiating from her.

By the time she stepped out of her room, Dorian had already opened the door.

It was Joseph!

As soon as he saw Vivienne, he yelled uncontrollably, “You little devil, I knew you were a jinx, causing

trouble as soon as you’re back. And that’s not enough, you even dared to take a swing at me! Now the

media has put it all over the internet, my reputation is ruined, and Octavia is even asking for a divorce!”

“I’m warning you! You better go and tell Octavia right now that this was a setup by you, or else I won’t

let you off!”