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

the picture, the other Ellington

eyebrow and her gaze

her account details.

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 bit worried about whether her parents, Henry and Heloise Ellington, would agree

Vivienne nodded, “Agreed”

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

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 nodded to Percival and

too. But they were suddenly halted by a

that painting

to see an elderly man leaning on a cane; his hair was

looked to be in his seventies, dressed modestly but exuding a palpable authority. His aged, cloudy eyes seemed

paused before responding. “This painting is a

“but you wouldn’t sell the

smiled and

person in this painting feels familiar to me I’d like to buy it to help find her,” the old man disclosed without

to me

looked up. “You recognize the person

the back, and only someone who knew the individual very well could identify it

a hint of melancholy “My lost daughter has a

painting tightened. “Your daughter?

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

taken

was a

meeting anyone named Sasha, yet the name felt

Chapter.

the person in the

could

“I’m sorry to have touched

softly, her thoughts evidently elsewhere.

mole behind your mother’s ear is in the exact spot as my

turned cold,

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