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 comfort

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

did believe that someone planted bombs in your

She remembered clearly that night when she had called them for help,

who answered her

nowhere to be found, and her reputation had been ruined due to her

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

has a plan.” Beatrice gently stroked Arabella’s hair. With a glint in her eye and a hint of satisfaction in her voice, she reassured Arabella. “All you need to do

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

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

paused in her spooning, then continued as if nothing had

when he heard Arabella’s scream, but he remained silent, remembering all the

in the room was silent and tense when Vivienne

her, Cordelia and Dorian immediately brightened

you feeling

Dorian a life-saving pill. His internal injuries had

endured made it hard to find all the

goes well, he should be able to leave the hospital in about a week.”

nodded and sat quietly, watching as Cordelia finished feeding

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

a perfume formula.” Dorian replied with a

further, but she had a feeling that Dorian was

was Cordelia returning, but

Dorian’s face darkened

began with a cold laugh. “I’ve been hospitalized

while I’ve been