The Million-Dollar Heart

The lock clicked open, revealing its contents in the dim glow of the room. It was a stack of neatly enveloped documents and a book.

Vivienne rifled through the papers until her eyes fell upon a particular envelope marked boldly: [Paternity Test Results]!

[Test Subjects: Scott Brooks, Vivienne Hawthorn]

[Result: Positive Paternal Match]

Percival's heart skipped a beat as he read the results.

"A positive match?" He murmured, turning to Vivienne with a puzzled frown.

"What's going on? Didn't Vivienne say she was not Scott's daughter?" He thought.

He had investigated Vivienne's background only once initially, and it had come up empty. Thus, everything he knew about her was only everything she wanted him to know. Back then, she told him she was not Scott's daughter, and he had taken her at her word.

However, the paternity test showed that this was clearly not the case.

Vivienne sifted through the rest of the documents. There were ten in total, each one a paternity test from a different testing center, all with the same result. With a sly smile, she tucked the papers back into the envelope.

Turning to Percival, she explained, "I'm not his daughter. My mother had my genes altered. No matter which agency conducts the test, it'll always show a match."

Vivienne did not say more, but Percival understood her. There had to be a reason for Vivienne's mother to do this.

Without further ado, Vivienne directed Percival's attention to the book. It was not ancient, but it was worn, the kind that had been used often.

The book was actually a journal. Its pages were filled with handwriting added over time. However, the script within was foreign to Vivienne and Percival, not belonging to any known language or script they had ever encountered.

Glancing at the clock and noting the half-hour they had spent, Vivienne suggested, "Let's take photos and study this later."

They then

After emerging from Scott's room, Vivienne and Percival parted ways. Percival exited the mansion only

where Kala spotted her first and waved her over. "Vivienne, come join

table sat Ronald, Carl, Ashley, and Darren. All the people Vivienne did not mind being around. Thus, she paused for a moment, then headed toward

we finish eating, we

parents any embarrassment. Now, she sought to ensure Vivienne would not feel uncomfortable staying at the party any longer than necessary.

and offered with a smile. "Maybe... I'll treat you all to a

spread before her. There were over a dozen appetizers, with more courses to come. Surely, they would

Vivienne just grinned, keeping

her poise a mask for her growing impatience. She had insisted on greeting the guests, especially to catch Percival's eye

of a car with Richard. Percival, in his black

expression and approached Percival

her without a glance, his indifference cutting her deeper than any word

in place, Calista watched as Richard gave her a dismissive look

it after the Brooks family had caused his granddaughter-in-law such grief. If Vivienne was not happy, neither was he And when he was unhappy, he was going to stir the pot. He was here to make a

ignored her, and the other openly insulted her. She was

fell upon her, Calista clenched her fists and forced a smile, her thoughts seething with indignation. They may not see her worth now, but she was determined to make Percival need her one

immediately sought out Vivienne. Spotting her, he made his way over and

short distance away. Instead of joining her, he made

out of his skin and instinctively shuffled behind

and a crooked smile, Percival spoke in a soft, teasing tone, "Leopold, have

"Ahem! I'm, uh, quite comfortable here, thanks...

gaze lingered on Leopold, the smile