The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 6

Beatrice was lounging on the living room couch, watching Dorian and the girls pack up.

Dorian glanced at Beatrice without saying a word, then led Cordelia and Vivienne to the bedroom to pack their things.. realized Arabella had tagged along.

as they entered the room, they

She looked at the simple bedroom, and a hint of discontent flashed in her eyes. However, she quickly masked her emotions and softly said, “Dad, are you really moving out? You don’t earn a whole lot every month. How’re you going to support the family? Where are you guys gonna live? Why not just listen to my grandma’s advice?”

Dorian turned his gaze to her without uttering a word.

Seeing his silence, Arabella turned to Vivienne, “Dad’s made a lot of sacrifices looking for you over the years. Now that you’re back, you’re just gonna let him live on the streets?”

Vivienne looked up, a mocking smile forming on her indifferent face.

“Why not marry Mr. Ellington? At least you’d have a secure future. If it were me, I definitely wouldn’t let dad wreck his relations with his own family because of me,” Arabella rambled on.

Vivienne flashed a faint smile, crossed her arms and replied, “You sure have a way with words, so why don’t you marry him? The Hawthorn family has taken care of you all these years. Shouldn’t you repay them?”

pang of anxiety. Without waiting for Vivienne to say anything, she quickly added, “If you guys are so set on this, I won’t say

Once she left, Dorian looked around the room full of stuff, and felt a bit worried, “With so much stuff, we definitely won’t finish packing in an hour. Should I call some movers

“Yes, that’d be

protect her like this. Vivienne bit her lip and slowly suggested, “Just pack the

isn’t as expensive as the the house. bigger cities, house prices are still high. Don’t worry about the house. We’ll rent one

for yourself. Don’t worry about

endured a lot since childhood, earning some money through part–time jobs, but she was still willing to offer it to

for

what Vivienne just said make sense. We just need to take our clothes and identification. Leave everything else. We can just rent a furnished

much stuff, just a few sets of clothes, her laptop and phone. She packed quickly. After a glance

living

they walked out with their luggage. Each of them carried

stood up abruptly, her face turning green with rage, “Fine, just fine. You guys are really something. I want to see how you’re going to survive in this city without

turned to look at her once

hotel to stay in for

returned looking disappointed. Cordelia immediately went over, “How’d

that we could afford, but when it came to signing the lease, the landlords wouldn’t rent to me after seeing my ID. I asked for the reason, and it turns out my mom said some things. She told people that if they rented a house

words hanging

mom’s really pushing me

be so ruthless and was at a loss for words.