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

an eyebrow and her gaze

promptly provided her account details.

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”

Gallery’s secretary, and soon after, the team that had come

off, neglecting the gallery’s

her leave after she she nodded

too. But they were

that painting from

a cane; his hair was almost

exuding a palpable authority. His aged, cloudy eyes seemed sharp as they

paused before responding. “This painting

“but you wouldn’t sell the original, would

smiled and nodded,

feels familiar to me I’d like to buy it to help find her,” the old man

to me

“You recognize the person in

figure from the back, and only someone who knew the individual very

with a hint of melancholy “My lost daughter

on the painting tightened. “Your daughter? Whats her name?

been searching for her for thirty years without a trace. I heard the might have come to Rivenwood recently,

was taken

a beautiful

named Sasha, yet the name felt eerily familiar

Chapter.

reluctant to sell, I won’t insist. But I heard you say the person in the portrait was your mother, who

the old man could finish, Vivienne

man apologized, “I’m sorry to have

fine,” Vivienne replied softly, her thoughts evidently elsewhere.

bold, the mole behind your mother’s ear is in the exact spot as my daughter’s. May I ask if you know

turned cold,

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