The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Chapter 224

Vivienne felt a warm surge of appreciation as she watched Astrid stand up for her.

Now that onlookers were pressing her to apologize, Calista's face turned from red to white. She

opened her mouth, but nothing came out. She knew her jealousy had gotten the better of her. She had

eagerly seized an opportunity to belittle Vivienne, but now she was unwilling to apologize.

“Calista.”

Just as Calista was glaring at Vivienne, refusing to back down, Mila, long noticing her absence, came

looking for her, accompanied by the Brooks family.

The moment Mila made her entrance, the crowd at the venue gasped in surprise. “Oh my God, it’s Mila

herself!"

"She looks so young! She’s almost fifty, but she looks like she’s in her thirties!"

"She's so talented and beautiful. It's truly enviable!"

Mila reveled in the compliments as she stole a glance at Scott.

However, Scott, maintaining his distance, seemed indifferent to the praises. Instead, his eyes lit up

when he saw Vivienne.

Mila noticed Scott's reaction and scrutinized Vivienne. The young girl was beautiful and elegant.

A chill ran down Mila’s spine. She suddenly had a terrible thought.

Surely, Scott wouldn't be interested in this girl, would he?

"Ms. Hawthorn." Scott greeted Vivienne first.

Mila was taken aback. Was she also a Hawthorn?

Vivienne just gave him a slight nod.

"Ms. Hawthorn." Judith was also delighted to see Vivienne. She had tried to thank Vivienne several

times for her past help but had always been politely refused.

This time, however, remembering Scott's suspicion, Judith looked at Vivienne with a newfound

affection.

Vivienne, as always, responded with a cold nod.

“Calista, why is it taking so long?” Mila deliberately interrupted the conversation between the Brooks

family and Vivienne. She went to Calista, but her gaze was fixed on Vivienne.

"Mom." Calista called out, unsure of how to explain. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"So, she's Mila's daughter." Astrid, who had always admired Mila, would have been thrilled to meet her

under different circumstances.

However, Calista's recent rudeness towards Vivienne had made her less fond of Mila.

"Mila." Astrid spoke politely. "This man tried to sneak a knife into the concert, and my sister stopped

him.”

"But your daughter, without even understanding the situation, just listened to this man's side of the

story and humiliated my sister. And she refuses to apologize."

Mila frowned and then turned her gaze to the middle-aged man.

"Mila, I finally get to see you!" The man suddenly became ecstatic; even his words tumbled out of his

mouth in a rush. If it weren't for the security guard holding him back, he would have lunged at Mila. "I'm

your biggest fan! I really love you! I only brought the knife because I was afraid someone might hurt

you. I brought it to protect you!"

Mila, repulsed by the man's sleazy demeanor, attempted to smile reassuringly at him before addressing

Astrid. "He's a fan of mine. Any extreme behavior is just because he likes me too much. I think your

sister is overreacting. My daughter was just defending my fan. There's no need for an apology."

Astrid was nearly amused by Mila's twisted logic. She was at a loss for words.

"So, it's okay for fans to carry weapons, according to you." Vivienne smirked. "Looks like this concert is

quite dangerous."

With that, Vivienne turned and walked down the theater steps, with Dorian and the others following her

in solidarity.

The other attendees, upon hearing that there might be extreme fans with weapons at the concert and

seeing how Mila defended such behavior, started to reconsider attending the concert.

Shouts for ticket refunds filled the air.

Mila was a big name, and many of the attendees were influential figures in Havenwood. Upon hearing

about the potential danger, even those who had already taken their seats started to leave, not caring

about the refund.

In an instant, two-thirds of the concert hall was empty.

The remaining third were die-hard Mila’s fans, but to the two-thirds who had left, these people seemed

like extreme fans who were willing to risk their lives just to attend Mila's concert. This thought sped up

their departure.

Mila was livid. She had only spoken in defense of her fan because Calista couldn't bring herself to

apologize.

She certainly didn't condone extreme fandom, and she herself tried to avoid such fans as much as

possible.

Upon seeing the infatuated and crazed look in the man's eyes after she defended him, she felt like

running away.

She hadn't expected Vivienne to twist her words with a few nonchalant sentences, making two-thirds of

her concert attendees leave.

If this incident made it to the news, she'd lose all her dignity. It might even affect her upcoming

concerts. She could only imagine how her jealous peers would mock her.

She looked at Scott and Judith with a wronged and sad expression, hoping the Brooks family could

help.

Scott, however, was keeping an eye on Vivienne. He had people watching her among the chaotic

crowd on the stairs.

He watched as they subtly pulled a few strands of hair from Vivienne's head.

Vivienne paused and turned to cast a glance at Scott, her eyes laden with profound meaning.

Scott was taken aback. He could swear that she had figured out their intentions. Was she deliberately

letting them get their way?

Otherwise, why was it that just a few days ago, his men had been stalking her, trying to get a sample of

her DNA, but to no avail? They couldn’t even get a single strand of hair, but this time, everything was

so easy.

After seeing Scott's unwavering gaze on Vivienne, Mila's expression changed. She was certain that

Scott was harboring a different kind of interest in Vivienne.

Because the Scott she knew would never look at a simple girl in this way.

“Vivienne.” A tardy Percival, along with Thomas and the long-absent Leopold, sauntered up.