The Million-Dollar Heart

Richard always played the impartial patriarch role with the Ellington clan's younger generation.

Right from wrong was clear in his heart.

Today, Fiona's transgression was not just a simple offense against Vivienne. As the head of the company's jewelry design department, she represented the company's image, and being caught in a lie in front o so many people could have a catastrophic impact on the company if she had not been fired.

Especially with key business partners in attendance.

Had Fiona been humble and sought advice, she might have avoided such a fate.

Seeing Richard's demeanor, Fiona knew the outcome was inevitable. Her place at the company was lost.

Fiona pressed her lips. "Grandpa, keep the money for yourself."

With that, she grabbed her purse and left without looking back.

After her departure, Percival remained seated in the living room, silent.

Richard eyed him several times before finally tapping his cane on his grandson's leg. "What in the world happened tonight, kid?"

"It's settled, Grandpa. No need to worry," Percival replied, rubbing his leg where the cane had hit. The old man still had some strength in him.

Richard huffed, stroking his beard. "We had left the hall when we heard a faint explosion, so I called Fiona to handle it. She told me there had been a car accident."

Percival's lips curled into a slight smirk. "There was an accident, but it's been taken care of."

Hearing this, Richard did not press further. He got up with the help of his cane and headed to his bedroom to sleep.

Percival was also about to retire for the night when he caught sight of Kenneth skulking near the stairway.

"Haven't jumped enough?" Percival said with a cold glance.

Kenneth shook his head vigorously. "Bro, erm... Is Vivienne really Hawk's special coach?"

"Weren't you in the lounge earlier when you saw her?" Percival raised an eyebrow.

Kenneth felt like his brain had been struck by lightning.

His brother had confirmed it. The truth was undeniable!

Oh, the horror!

he done

room." He didn't want to

So annoyed!

did Percival not tell him

trudged back to his

go, for the first time, considering taking his brother

At the TCL Laboratory.

had failed once

frustration, she knocked everything on her desk to

could she not make

time, she had nothing but failures to show for her efforts. How would she ever create

from

fine. Leave me be." Calista snapped, closing

and the last sound of someone clocking out reached her ears, Calista was left

here she was, still

to her

desk and held it defensively

coat and a masked hat

back. "Mr. B,"

dagger from her grasp. "Don't point such dangerous things at me," he said, his voice cold and

to rot in jail." Calista felt her breath catch, her legs giving out as she fell to

"You have one more month. Fail again, and don't

B vanished as if he was never there, leaving Calista on the

phone, which had fallen to the floor, suddenly lit up with a

Hawthorn Revealed to be Master Jessica! How Many Faces Does the Future Mrs. Ellington Have?] Calista glared at the

Vivienne!

of Vivienne that she

would be hers, and she would be the future Mrs.

That wretched woman!

the dagger and stabbed fiercely at the

phone was in pieces

up, Calista regained her composure, changed into her regular

The next day.