The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

The room was buzzing with excitement. All the guests were completely captivated by Vivienne's piano

performance.

Mila was left speechless. She initially wanted to dominate the room with her status and show that she

was destined to become the Brooks family's matriarch, but Vivienne stole the show.

Debra, who had performed with her, stood up as a rare smile crossed his lips. "I never thought I'd have

the chance to perform with you."

He reached out to shake Vivienne's hand, but before he could even touch her, Percival, standing next

to her with a cold face, blocked him.

Percival raised his eyebrows slightly and exuded a menacing aura. This alone was enough for Debra to

get the message, but he added, "Watch your tone. Don't touch my fiancée."

The word 'fiancée' was stressed heavily.

Even if one lacked perception, they could hear his strong possessiveness toward Vivienne from his

unfriendly tone.

Leopold clicked his tongue twice.

Percival was jealous.

But Vivienne was the one who was impressive.

Vivienne glanced at Percival and calmly explained, "He's my friend."

Percival kept his brows furrowed and remained silent.

However, he felt like their relationship wasn't as simple as that.

This was the Brooks family's territory, and Debra didn't want to overstay his welcome.

After taking notice of Percival's strong stance, he nodded at Vivienne. "We’ll catch up when we have

time."

He left for backstage after saying this, leaving Percival pondering the meaning of 'catch up.'

Vivienne's impromptu piano performance on stage had captured everyone's attention, successfully

diverting attention from the previous drama.

The banquet continued, with people constantly coming over to engage her in conversation.

"Vivienne, I never thought I'd have the privilege to hear a performance from the master Moonlight. Your

performance was truly mesmerizing."

"Here's my card. Could I invite you for a drink sometime?"

Vivienne declined all of these invitations.

She just wanted to show Mila that she wasn't fit to be her stepmother.

She didn't care for their flattery.

"Vivienne." While she was busy handling the crowd, Fiona approached her with a glass of champagne.

"Hi, I'm Percival's cousin, Fiona."

Vivienne looked up at her as her cold eyes suddenly filled with a strange curiosity.

Was it her imagination?

She felt a sense of familiarity with this person, as if she had seen her somewhere before.

"Cousin?" Vivienne retracted her gaze and politely greeted her.

Fiona nodded. "I'm glad that you weren't affected by the previous incident. Otherwise, I would feel

guilty." This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Vivienne's eyes lowered, and her face remained expressionless.

She could have handled the previous drama herself.

Fiona had provided a recording as evidence, which only added fuel to the fire, leaving Paula with no

room to argue.

However, how genuine was Fiona's recording? That was hard to say.

If Fiona really wanted to help her, she wouldn't have waited until Paula had caused such a commotion

before revealing the recording.

Vivienne didn’t show any doubt on her face; she simply said, "Thank you for your help just now."

"It was a small matter. I just happened to overhear their conversation and recorded it in case it would

be harmful to you. I didn't expect it to come in handy." Fiona's act was flawless.

Vivienne's deep eyes slightly narrowed, and the corners of her lips slowly lifted, but still her expression

remained unreadable.

She just happened to overhear and record it for her benefit?

Ha! What a joke!

Suddenly!

She remembered why Fiona felt familiar.

It was her voice.

Fiona's voice was similar to that of the woman who had asked for the boar poison that day.

Back then, Isolde had been poisoned in Percival’s place, but who had intended to poison him in the first

place was never mentioned. She didn't know if it was because he couldn't find out or if he had

intentionally let it go.

She suddenly remembered that Percival had announced at the engagement party that he had

recovered from his disability.

At that time, many people from the Ellington family had come, so almost all the members of the four

branches of the Ellington family were present.

Thus, the person who poisoned Percival was from the Ellington family.

An unknown emotion began to well up in her gut as Vivienne's gazed at Fiona.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Percival came over.

Upon seeing Fiona chatting with Vivienne, a dark light flashed in his ink-colored pupils, and his lips

slightly curled into a subtle smirk. He nodded towards her., "Sis."

Fiona was the eldest girl of the Ellington family's grandchildren. Other than Paul, everyone else called

her 'sis.'

Fiona smiled. "Percival, you're here? Vivienne just came to Rivenwood, so there might be a lot of

things she's not used to. You should accompany her more. After I finish handling my studio work in the

next couple of days, I'll invite you two over for dinner."

Percival nodded. "Alright."

After that, Fiona excused herself to meet a friend and left.

After she left, Vivienne looked up at Percival and suddenly said, "Cunning fox."

Percival lightly pinched her nose. "If I'm a cunning fox, you're a little vixen. We make a perfect pair."

Vivienne smiled and didn't say anything else.

Some things didn't need to be said. They understood each other.

"Vivienne!"

At this moment, a handsome young man in casual attire came running over excitedly and began

sticking close to Vivienne. It was Aaron.

The reason he came here with Mark was all because of Vivienne. Otherwise, even if Mark begged, he

wouldn't have agreed.

Now that he finally saw Vivienne, he naturally stuck to her like glue, just like he used to before.

Vivienne recognized the person and raised her eyebrows slightly. "When did you get here?"

She was so busy dealing with Eddy that she didn't notice Aaron's arrival.

It had been a while since she last saw Aaron, but she remembered him well. After all, he had once

participated in tournaments under her guidance. He was a promising player in her eyes.

"I've been here for a bit. I saw you were busy, so I didn't want to disturb you." Aaron replied.

Eddy and Paula were ganging up on Vivienne. He wanted to intervene, but when he saw that Vivienne

had everything under control, he decided to stay back.

"Mmm." Vivienne nodded in understanding.

"Vivienne." Aaron, deviating from his usual calm demeanor, called out to her sweetly. "You have to

come back to our team this time and lead us in the tournaments again."

He couldn't forget the times when he and Vivienne had fought side by side, guiding their team to a

seven-championship winning streak.

Unfortunately, Vivienne left early. Since then, their team had aged. Their reaction times had slowed,

and their performance had declined.

If it weren't for the new ruling that E-sports players had to be at least eighteen to participate in

tournaments, they would have been clobbered by the younger generation.

"We'll talk about it later." Vivienne said as her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Aaron was a promising player, but a good player needed a good team for guidance. The current

members of his team were no longer suitable partners for him. They served only as a hindrance to him.

However, it wasn't surprising that Aaron, out of loyalty, chose to stay with his team.

But she didn't want to lead a team again.

After seeing Aaron’s eager face, she knew that if she refused him directly, he would likely keep

pestering her.