The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 351

Chapter 351

Jeffrey’s eyes bulged in disbelief, and for a long moment, he struggled to process what he had just heard.

After a brief pause, he snapped back to reality and roared at Fiona Ellington, “Are you out of your mind? Ten billion dollars to them? Do we look like we’re running a charity here?”

With ten billion dollars, you could open a string of world–class art galleries! He thought.

Fiona must have lost her marbles by giving out such an astronomical number.

Fiona shot him an icy glance before turning to Vivienne and Percival, “Give me an account number. I’ll transfer the funds to you!”

She wasn’t offering this fortune for Jeffrey’s sake, but to keep Percival and Vivienne from dismantling the other art galleries.

Some of the galleries Jeffrey had established were a front for under–the–table dealings, which were secrets that outsiders must never uncover. It was a network she had painstakingly built, hidden from her entire family.

Even Jeffrey, the supposed head, was clueless about it.

If these secrets were ever exposed, she’d stand to lose up to thirty billion dollars.

When weighed against ten billion, it was a no–brainer. She had to protect those assets.

And Fiona didn’t buy for a second that Percival could go after her family without a reason.

Mr. Percy’s stature alone had put him at the zenith of power; he wouldn’t bat an eyelid at a few art galleries, let alone a few hundred billion

Yet, he was insistent on tearing down the galleries. She suspected he knew something.

It seemed Percival had to go. His very existence was the most significant threat to her.

With Percival around, the inheritance wouldn’t fall into her hands even if the old man died. Not to mention that Richard Ellington was still alive

Percival were out of the picture, the other

and her gaze harbored

her account details.

the money by tonight at the latest!” Fiona declared confidently. It seemed that she

Vivienne nodded, “Agreed”

soon after, the team that had come to seal off the premises

promised to hand over ten billion dollars. He stormed off, neglecting the gallery’s guests.

she she nodded to Percival

too. But they

purchase that painting from you?”

see an elderly man leaning on a cane; his hair was almost entirely white with just a few strands of

dressed modestly but exuding a palpable authority. His

“This painting

“but you wouldn’t sell the original,

smiled and nodded,

to buy it to

to me

the person in

from the back, and only someone who knew the individual

her ear, the old man recounted his voice was tinged with a hint of melancholy “My lost daughter has

hearing this, Vivienne’s grip on the painting tightened. “Your daughter?

man said as his tears welled up I’ve been searching for her for thirty years without a trace. I heard

was taken aback

was a beautiful name

named Sasha,

Chapter.

heard you say the

could finish,

old man apologized, “I’m sorry to have touched a raw nerve.”

fine,” Vivienne replied softly,

be so bold, the mole behind your mother’s ear is in the exact spot

Vivienne’s voice suddenly turned cold, “are in prison!”

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