The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 151

Michael and Joseph, although perplexed, followed Beatrice’s instructions, assisting her from her sickbed to visit Arabella.

Arabella was staying on the same floor as Dorian, the sixteenth. They had just arrived outside Arabella’s room when they saw Vivienne slowly approaching from the other end of the corridor.

Percival had been in an accident, so Vivienne hadn’t had the chance to visit Dorian in the hospital the day before. She had finally found the time to do so that afternoon.

Naturally, she saw the Hawthorn family members, but she didn’t give a damn. She passed by Arabella’s room without even a second glance at them.

Arabella also saw Vivienne. She sat disheveled on the bed, watching Vivienne walk past her as if she didn’t exist. Arabella could see arrogance, disdain, and schadenfreude in Vivienne’s calm demeanor.

For some reason, Vivienne’s presence reminded Arabella of the masked woman from that night. The calm expression the masked woman wore as she made an incision in Arabella’s abdomen was eerily reminiscent of Vivienne’s.

It was as if they didn’t see her as a living human being but as an object they could manipulate at will.

“Ahh!” She couldn’t help but scream, shouting in terror and rage, “I’m going to kill them! I’m going to kill them all!”

Not only did the Hawthorns standing at the door get a fright, but so did the entire floor of the hospital.

now.” Beatrice rushed

cried and clung to Beatrice. “The police don’t believe me! Have I endured all this torment for

the N&S Psychiatric Hospital are mentally ill. They don’t have the capacity to be held legally responsible.” Michael didn’t show sympathy for Arabella but instead taunted her. “Even if the police did believe that someone planted bombs

clearly that night when she had called them for help, but not one of them

who answered her

man in black was nowhere to be found, and her reputation had been ruined

in response to Michael’s taunts, she said nothing. She only sobbed and asked Beatrice, “Granny, what should I do

a hint of satisfaction in her voice, she reassured Arabella. “All you need to do is

had also

IV drip nearby muttered, “She should be transferred to the psychiatric ward. Her constant screaming is

paused in her spooning, then continued as

heard Arabella’s scream, but he remained

the room was silent and tense when Vivienne

seeing her, Cordelia and Dorian immediately brightened up.

you feeling today?”

internal injuries had healed, but the external ones still needed

mention, the trauma Dorian had endured made it hard to find all

everything goes well, he should be able to leave the hospital in about

and sat quietly, watching as Cordelia finished

Dorian, “Mr. Hawthorn, did

a perfume formula.” Dorian replied with a flicker in his

she had a

to the room was pushed open. Vivienne and Dorian thought it was Cordelia returning, but when they looked up,

Dorian’s face

with a cold laugh. “I’ve been hospitalized for so long, and you’ve never once asked after

you ever asked after me while I’ve been hospitalized?” Dorian