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

were out of the picture, the other Ellington nonentities wouldn’t stand a chance against

an eyebrow and her gaze harbored meaning. “Alright!”

provided her account details.

by tonight at the latest!” Fiona declared confidently. It seemed that she was not the least bit worried about whether her

Vivienne nodded, “Agreed”

Gallery’s secretary, and soon after, the

as Fiona casually promised 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

her leave after she she nodded to Percival

to leave too. But

I purchase that painting from you?”

hair was almost entirely

looked to be in his seventies, dressed modestly but exuding a palpable authority. His aged, cloudy eyes seemed sharp as they fixed on her

before responding. “This painting is a copy”

replied, “but you wouldn’t sell

and nodded,

feels familiar to me I’d like to buy it to help find her,” the old man disclosed without reservation. “I hope you will

to me

up. “You recognize the

merely a figure from the back, and only someone who

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

Vivienne’s grip on the painting tightened. “Your

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

taken aback

a

meeting anyone named Sasha,

Chapter.

the person in the

old man could finish, Vivienne interjected,

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

Vivienne replied softly, her thoughts evidently elsewhere.

exact spot as my daughter’s. May

Vivienne’s voice suddenly turned

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