Chapter 96

Vivienne’s face was icy, but she still sneakily kicked Percival hard under the table.

Cordelia wasn’t sure what was going on between them, but didn’t Percival know himself?

She noticed that Percival seemed extra keen to hold her hand and stuck to her like glue whenever he had the chance.

Suddenly, a news alert popped up on Vivienne’s phone. “Chairman of Hawthorn Group falls ill suddenly and is rushed to the hospital.

She tried to wriggle her hand out from Percival’s tight grasp but failed. She shot him a cold glance, wondering if her blowing up now would scare Cordelia.

Percival, however, held onto her hand still, put down his cutlery, and showed Vivienne the news on his phone.

Vivienne glanced at the phone. The image in the news was of doctors lifting someone from the Hawthorn Mansion onto an ambulance.

Though the face was blurred out, she could tell from the clothing that it was Beatrice.

Vivienne, amused by the picture, decided to let Percival off the hook for now.

Cordelia was watching their interaction when her phone screen lit up.

“Hey, Dorian, what’s up?”

grew darker as she listened to Dorian on the other end of the

She sighed after hanging up, “Your dad called. Beatrice is seriously ill and in

them already?” Vivienne’s tone was also

again. “But Beatrice is still your dad’s mother. It’s our duty to show filial respect. Your

ate her pasta. Percival, noticing her displeasure, lightly tickled her palm, but she just glared

Let him go by himself, we’ll stay out of

she glanced at Percival. If the Ellington family was behind what happened to the Hawthorn family,

right. That was

VIP ward of the

just woken up, looked gloomy

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bedside and asked coldly, “Was

Michael’s face was also grim. “But several suppliers. indeed claimed that the Ellington family were the ones who applied

deathbed, and he can’t even bother to see me once?” Beatrice’s voice was full

speaking, hurried footsteps came from outside the

in

“Mom!”

when

“Vivienne didn’t come.”

grabbed the coffee cup from the bedside table and threw it at

ΠΑΝΟΙ

from the wall, and the coffee cup fell to the floor. The lid bounced

wasn’t very hot;

stood awkwardly at the door. There was a hint of hurt on his face, but he

with hostile eyes. “Get Vivienne back. Do you think I’ve lived too long? I went all out to help her become the daughter-in-law of

thought of Arabella’s Twitter and the negative news about the Hawthorn family and immediately understood what

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