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

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

did believe that someone planted bombs in your stomach, do you think there’s a way to punish

night when she had called them for help, but not

one who answered her call was

was nowhere to be found, and her reputation had been ruined due to her false accusations against Dorian. If

nothing. She only sobbed and asked Beatrice, “Granny, what should I do

stroked Arabella’s hair. With a glint in her eye and a hint of satisfaction in her voice, she reassured Arabella.

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

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

spooning, then continued as if nothing had

darkened when he heard Arabella’s scream, but he

the room was silent and

seeing her, Cordelia and Dorian immediately brightened up.

are you feeling today?”

internal injuries had healed, but the external ones still

the trauma Dorian had endured

should be able to leave the hospital

and sat quietly, watching as

dishes, Vivienne asked Dorian, “Mr. Hawthorn, did my

perfume formula.” Dorian replied

any further, but she had a feeling

Vivienne and Dorian thought it was Cordelia returning, but

face darkened

began with a cold laugh. “I’ve

while I’ve been hospitalized?”