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

to Beatrice. “The police don’t believe

Michael didn’t show sympathy for Arabella but instead taunted her. “Even if the police did believe that someone planted bombs in your stomach, do you think there’s a

fury. She remembered clearly that night when she had called them for

who answered

and her reputation had been ruined due to her false accusations

taunts, she said nothing. She only sobbed and asked

a plan.” Beatrice gently stroked Arabella’s hair. With a glint in her eye and a hint of satisfaction in her voice, she

he had also heard her scream. At that moment, Cordelia was feeding

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

spooning, then continued as if nothing had

eyes darkened when he heard Arabella’s scream, but he remained silent,

the room was silent and

her, Cordelia and Dorian immediately brightened

are you feeling today?”

His internal injuries

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

able to leave the hospital in about

and sat quietly, watching as Cordelia finished

left to wash the dishes, Vivienne asked Dorian, “Mr. Hawthorn, did my

Dorian replied with a flicker in his

him any further, but she had a

to the room was pushed open. Vivienne and Dorian thought it was Cordelia returning, but when they looked up, they saw Beatrice’s gloomy face with Michael and Joseph following behind

Dorian’s face darkened

Beatrice began with a cold laugh. “I’ve been hospitalized for so long, and you’ve never

asked after me while I’ve