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

other Ellington nonentities wouldn’t stand a chance

and her gaze harbored

provided her

need to discuss this with my family first, given the sum involved. You’ll have the money by tonight at the latest!” Fiona declared confidently. It seemed that she was not the least

Vivienne nodded, “Agreed”

made a call to the National Gallery’s secretary, and soon after, the team that

to hand over ten billion dollars. He stormed off, neglecting the gallery’s guests. He had to get back and convince his parents not to release the

leave after she she

they’d left, Percival and Vivienne made to leave too. But they were suddenly

I purchase that

see an elderly man leaning on a cane; his hair was almost entirely white

seventies, dressed modestly but exuding a palpable

before responding. “This painting is a

old man replied, “but you wouldn’t sell the original, would you?”

and nodded,

like to buy it to help find

to me

recognize the person in this painting?”

only someone who knew the individual very well

her ear, the old man recounted his voice was tinged with a hint of melancholy “My lost daughter has a mole in the same place Even though

Vivienne’s grip on the painting

thirty years without a trace. I heard the might have come to Rivenwood

was taken aback

a beautiful

Sasha, yet the name felt

Chapter.

I heard you say the

man could finish,

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

fine,” Vivienne replied softly, her

ear is in the exact spot as my daughter’s. May I ask

voice suddenly turned cold, “are in prison!”

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