The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 259

Vivienne cast her eyes down to see a personal photo album of Darren’s.

A twitch flickered at the corner of her mouth. Who asked for his pictures?

Darren thought she was pleased with the gift since she had gone silent. He shamelessly emphasized,

“It’s signed by me, you know?”

Vivienne remained silent.

With a slap, the album was thrust onto Darren’s face before she strode away.

Darren heaved a sigh. Had Vivienne finally let him go?

Elsewhere.

Mila and Calista sat in their car with their faces grim.

They had heard that Scott had reclaimed his real daughter and rushed over to strengthen the

relationship.

To their surprise, Scott’s actual daughter was Vivienne.

Even worse, Vivienne was extremely cold–hearted. She humiliated them in front of everyone without

giving them any face.

“What’s so great about that girl? Percival already lost his soul to her, but how could Richard be so

foolish?” Calista reflected on the day’s events with eyes clouded over with bitterness.

“I’ll head to the hospital.” Calista announced suddenly.

“Why the hospital at this late hour?” Mila questioned.

“I’m going to check on Tristan.” Calista answered.

Although she hadn’t managed to teach Vivienne a lesson at the gemstone gambling place, she was

confident that few could match her in the medical field.

Tristan was recovering well under her care. He was the best proof of her prowess.

With a bit more effort, she could restore Tristan back to his prime. Then, the Brooks family, and even

Percival, would realize her worth.

Vivienne may have had people spoiling her, but her value was not comparable to Calista’s skills and

knowledge.

Mila, while not fully understanding her daughter’s thoughts, knew her daughter was resolute and didn’t

question her further.

After the driver dropped Calista off at the hospital, Mila gave Paula a call.

Paula, how are things on your end?”

Just hearing that made her recall the humiliation Eddy suffered. He was forced to perform such crude

acts by Vivienne and Percival’s gang.

Living a privileged life, she had never encountered such filth. Even the thought of it now made her feel

nauseous.

It seemed every time she saw Eddy from now on, she’d feel queasy.

But she had to maintain good relations with Paula, considering she needed Paula to get

close to Scott.

“Vivienne, that little wretch, I won’t let her off! My biased parents, ungrateful big brother…” Paula swore

relentlessly over the phone.

Mila held the phone slightly away from her ear, waiting for Paula’s rant to subside.

“So, how are things really?” She asked again.

Paula gritted her teeth. “How do you think? I got a severe scolding from my husband. He cut off my

card and banished me from the house.”

Mila frowned. “He really treated you like that?”

“He even warned me to stay away from Vivienne, I’m Paula Brooks! I won’t be defeated by a mere girl!”

If she had targeted Vivienne before out of hatred for Scott, now she thoroughly detested Vivienne.

She wouldn’t rest until Vivienne was utterly disgraced.

Mila attempted to soothe her. “Don’t get too worked up; you’ll hurt yourself. It’s normal for them to

treasure Vivienne since she’s just been found. But I didn’t expect the Ellington family to spoil her too.”

Paula sneered. “That old fool Richard. How could he treat a nobody like a treasure? Wait till Vivienne

marries into the family; he’ll be the one losing dignity.”

Mila leaned back into her seat as she continued to speak casually. “True. He dotes on Vivienne so

much. It’s understandable for Vivienne to take the gemstone that she bought with the Ellington family’s

money and not give it to the Brooks family. But she didn’t even share it with the Ellingtons. Clearly, her

rural upbringing didn’t teach her the rules,”

Paula caught on to the hint in her tone. “You mean…

Mila clarified. “The Ellington fortune isn’t managed solely by Percival, right? What about Ryan

Ellington?

Paula’s eyes sparkled at the idea. “You’re right! The Ellington family’s money isn’t controlled by Percival

alone. I’ll call Cathy right now.”

Cathy was the wife of Percival’s uncle, Ryan, and wasn’t particularly fond of Percival.

Mila was pleased Paula understood her intentions.

After hanging up, Paula dialed Cathy.

“Cathy, did you know that Percival won a gemstone worth a billion at the gemstone gambling place?”

Cathy was surprised. “Really?”

Their family was wealthy, but a gemstone of such value was still a shock.

“Yes, but the stone was won by Percival’s fiancée. The 30–million–dollar initial investment was

Percival’s, but the stone belongs entirely to his fiancée. I just feel sorry for the Ellington family. It would

be fair if she at least shared half of it, right?”

Cathy’s eyes lit up greedily at the news.

“Of course! The Ellington family must have a share in this! Thanks, Paula; without you, I wouldn’t have

known about this. Don’t worry, I won’t let our family suffer any loss.”

Paula stirred the pot a little more before finally hanging up the phone, feeling satisfied.

There was no way she’d let that young girl get away with disrespecting her.

The Brooks Mansion.

Vivienne returned to her room, only to find an unexpected guest on her bed.

She was momentarily taken aback, then grinned.

She had gone to Darren’s room to corner him, only to find someone had beaten her to the punch in her

own room.

“Mr. Wolf, are you making a delivery?”

She approached with a smile, reaching out to playfully tug at Percival’s tie.

The silk fabric playfully slipped through her pale fingers. An uncontrollable sensation scratched at

Percival’s heart. He could no longer hold on.

Before she knew it, Vivienne was pulled harshly. The world spun as their positions were reversed.

Percival’s body was now on top of hers. His nose was inches away from Vivienne’s:

Do you want to check the goods?”

Vivienne felt her heart skip a beat as she looked up at his stern face, causing her smile to deepen.

“Then… let’s check!”

With that, she took the initiative to press her lips against Percival’s.

The moment her lips touched his, Percival almost lost his mind.

His long fingers wrapped around her slender waist as he pushed her against the bed, turning the

tables.