The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 18

Inside the old Hawthorn family manor.

Arabella rushed back to the house, barely steady on her feet. She blurted out, “Granny, Dad has rented a house, and it’s in Tranquil Estates!”

“What?”

Beatrice, Michael, and Joseph all shot up from their seats, their faces showing utter disbelief as they stared at Arabella.

Beatrice was the first to recover, barely keeping her surprise under control. “Are you sure? Tranquil Estates doesn’t usually rent to outsiders.”

Arabella looked serious. “I asked the security staff in the residential area. They did rent it, and the rent is ridiculously low. It’s practically a giveaway”

Beatrice stayed silent, her eyebrows furrowed. After a while, she said, “Michael, look into who the landlord of that house is. No matter what it takes, we need to drive them out. The engagement deadline the Ellington family gave us is approaching fast. We can’t afford any mistakes”

Michael responded, “I’m on it.”

Arabella frowned slightly. After a pause, she said, “Grandma, I have an idea, but…..

“What idea? Let’s hear it,” Beatrice asked quickly.

Arabella leaned in to whisper in Beatrice’s ear. A smile spread across Beatrice’s face. “Good, that’s a good idea. Let’s do that.”

this a bit unfair

thinks? She’s just a nobody to me. If this marriage falls through, what does Vivienne have to do with the Hawthorn family?” A

then.” Arabella lowered her head, a sly smile flickering in her eyes. But

jogging. It was something she’d been doing for ten years. Just as she got to the entrance of the residential area, she ran into Arabella and her

immediately walked up to her. “Vivienne? What are you doing

her a nonchalant glance.

this girl up to now? Didn’t she already know

guys were staying at

I live here.” Vivienne replied, amused. She decided to play along with

cooperation, but she quickly recovered. “You mean, you’re living here? Vivienne,

eyebrow. “Tranquil

everything is new to you, but this is

smirked, “So where do you

staying at a motel? You should just go back there,” Arabella suggested casually.

girls next to Arabella blurted

Coral, the daughter of the Lockwood family. Though the Lockwoods weren’t as prominent as the Hawthorns

didn’t like Coral, but she couldn’t ignore the Lockwood family “She’s my sister” Arabella replied.

her clothes. They probably cost less than fifty bucks total.

whispered, “Coral, don’t talk like that. She’s still my sister,

the Hawthorns prefer you. You’re so outstanding, why wouldn’t they? And what

chimed in, “Yeah, you’re famously talented in Havenwood. How could you be compared to a country girl?”

pockets, slanting her eyes at them with a smirk. Were these people here to stir

your adoptive father get kicked out of the Hawthorn family? How did she get into the residential

luxurious the neighborhood

is not a place everyone can just enter.