The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Vivienne remembered that she was Timothy's daughter, a popular and talented actress.

Despite never having met in person, the video call they'd had where Kala seemed indifferent to the

Peach Blossom bracelet, which Judith gifted to Vivienne, was enough to prove to Vivienne that Kala

was not interested in fame or fortune. She was a straightforward and forthright person.

Vivienne raised an eyebrow at her. "What about you?"

"I don’t even want to think about it! I finally had some time to come home, but my parents won't let me

leave the house. They insist that I stay and spend time with them." Kala shared, somewhat helplessly.

"So, I sneak out while they're asleep. I want to have some fun! You mustn't tell my parents that I went

out! They've been keeping a tight rein on me lately. I feel like they'd get a watchdog to keep an eye on

me if they could. I haven't had a chance to relax in ages."

"Sure." Vivienne agreed with a light laugh.

Vivienne seemed like an agreeable person, which made Kala feel at ease with her.

"By the way." She promptly pulled Vivienne into her room and rummaged through her stuff to find a

box. "I missed the family dinner last time and felt bad about not giving you a gift. I'd like you to have

this."

"What is it?"

Vivienne was a little puzzled. She wanted to open it, but Kala stopped her.

"Don't worry; it's something good." Kala winked at her with a mischievous grin on her face. "Take your

time and look at it in your room."

Vivienne didn't quite know what to make of Kala's mysterious behavior, but she trusted that Kala meant

no harm. So, clutching the box, she returned to her own room.

Back in her room, she took a sip of water from the glass on her desk, and as she opened Kala's gift,

her mind wandered back to her earlier visit to Scott's study.

When she saw what was in the box, she choked on her water and sprayed it all over her bed.

This…

Kala had actually gifted her a stack of male pin-up photos, thoughtfully including their contact

information.

This size...

"Wow!" Vivienne clicked her tongue twice as she leisurely flipped through the photos.

She had to admit that these men had great bodies.

They had defined abs and muscular physiques.

If she were to touch them, they'd probably feel pretty good.

But if her dear Mr. Wolf found out about this, he'd probably burn the entire box of photos right away.

At the same time, Percival, who was looking after Richard in the hospital, sneezed and felt his ears

ringing as they turned slightly red.

Who was talking about him?

He glanced at the old man sleeping peacefully on the bed and suddenly thought of Vivienne.

Just as Percival was about to call Vivienne, his phone rang. He glanced at the call, and his smile

instantly faded.

These people were more impatient than he had imagined.

With his brows furrowed and his expression cold, Percival answered the phone.

"Did you figure it out?" His voice was monotonous and devoid of any warmth.

"Percival! We did figure it out. Fiona wasn’t the one who did this!"

Percival frowned. "It wasn’t her?"

"Yes!" The man on the other end of the line answered, "Fiona did send someone to kill you, but before

she could take action, someone else beat her to it."

Percival's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "Have you found out who it

was?"

"Not yet. The culprit is hiding very well. Our people had just found a clue when it was instantly erased."

"Keep looking!" With his face still devoid of any expression, Percival commanded him in a stern voice.

It seemed that his return had really stirred up quite a few people.

Somebody beat Fiona to the punch.

"Yes, sir!" The man on the phone hesitated before adding, "Also, Fiona recently sought out the Frostfire

Intelligence Agency. She placed an order for boar poison."

Percival's eyes narrowed. "Understood."

...

The next day.

Vivienne was awakened by a video call from Percival.

She lazily answered the call as she yawned. "What's up?"

Percival couldn't help but smile at the sight of her. He looked as happy and content as a well-fed kitten.

"Haven't had breakfast yet? I'll have my assistant..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he noticed something on Vivienne's bedside table. His eyes

maliciously narrowed, and his tone suddenly became dangerous. "Vivienne, what are you looking at

behind my back?"

With his good vision, he clearly saw the pin-up photos of naked men on Vivienne's bedside table.

So, when he was away, she was sneaking peeks at other men?!

Vivienne could sense his jealousy even through the screen and nonchalantly replied, "I'm just

quenching my thirst, Mr. Wolf. You're not up for it, so why should I stay thirsty?"

Percival was speechless.

Quenching her thirst by looking at naked men?

He was not up for it?

Just as Percival was about to speak, he suddenly heard a young man's voice from Vivienne's end of

the line.

"Vivienne!"

"Aaron!" Vivienne was momentarily stunned and walked out onto her balcony. Only then did she see

Aaron waving at her from below.

"I brought you breakfast!"

Upon seeing Vivienne appear on the balcony, Aaron's smile widened, and he waved even more

enthusiastically.

"How did he get there?" Percival's jealousy was bubbling to the surface, and he was now struggling to

keep it in check.

"I'm not sure." Vivienne propped her chin on her hand as she watched the exuberant young man in the

courtyard, then she said to Percival, "I'll see you at the hospital."

Although Richard had woken up, he needed to rest and recover. As the lead surgeon, she was most

familiar with his condition. Being there would also save her a lot of trouble.

Upon hearing that she was coming to the hospital, all of Percival's anger and jealousy dissipated.

"Good, I'll be waiting for you." Percival's lips curled up in a smile.

Having changed her clothes, Vivienne came downstairs to find Aaron sitting in the living room.

Baron and Scott were chatting with him. Upon seeing Vivienne, Baron chuckled. "When did you and

Aaron become so close? The boy's been here since early morning just to see you."

Aaron had only recently been brought back, and while the Brooks family knew of his existence, they

hadn't seen much of him.

"Vivienne and I hit it off." Aaron replied, not bothered by the others' stares. "We clicked instantly at the This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

reunion banquet and had a great chat."

The Brooks family and the Miller tribe always had a peculiar bond. Aaron, being the illegitimate child in

the Miller family, was inevitably seen with skepticism by Baron and Scott.

But each of them had battled their way through the ruthless business world, so they had learned to

keep their emotions in check. Their faces were like masks, never revealing their true feelings.

Aaron never mentioned their prior acquaintance, and Vivienne wasn't about to bring it up either.

The less the Brooks family knew about her past, the better. Vivienne had no desire to stir up trouble.

"I'm heading to the hospital later to see Richard." Vivienne casually mentioned as she munched on the

breakfast Aaron had brought her.

"Perfect timing." Baron nodded. "We were planning on going to the hospital too. After all, we can't

ignore such a major incident involving that old man."

Aaron had just arrived, but Vivienne was about to leave. Naturally, he didn't want to miss out. "The

Miller family also cares about Richard's condition. Allow me to go on their behalf."

By the time they all arrived at the hospital, the place was buzzing with activity.

The Ellington family were all present, cramming the private luxury room to the brim.

"Richard." Vivienne made her way through the crowd to the old man's side. "How are you feeling

today?"