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.

it’s alright now.” Beatrice rushed in to

Beatrice. “The police don’t believe me! Have

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 in your stomach, do you think there’s a way to punish them? Can’t you stop making trouble? Who told you to go there in the middle of the

fury. She remembered clearly that night when she

answered her call was

black was nowhere to be found, and her reputation had been ruined due to her false accusations

Michael’s taunts, she said nothing. She only

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

was on the same floor as Arabella’s, so he had also heard her scream. At that

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

spooning, then continued as if nothing had

but he remained

was

her, Cordelia and Dorian immediately brightened up. “Vivienne is

you feeling

life-saving pill. His internal injuries had healed, but the external ones still needed

the trauma Dorian had endured made it hard to find all

able to leave the hospital in

and sat quietly, watching

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

a perfume formula.” Dorian replied with

him any further, but she had a feeling that Dorian was

it was Cordelia returning, but when they looked up, they saw Beatrice’s gloomy face with Michael and Joseph following

Dorian’s face darkened

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

while I’ve been hospitalized?” Dorian retorted