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!

had he done to

my room." He didn't want to speak to

So annoyed!

did Percival not

to his room, despondent and

him go, for the first time, considering taking his brother to get

At the TCL Laboratory.

latest experiment had

she knocked everything on her desk

she not

show for her efforts. How

called from outside the door after

Leave me be." Calista snapped, closing

someone clocking

had been arrested, and here she was, still toiling

the door to her lab was

hidden dagger from her desk and held

figure in a black trench coat and a masked hat stepped inside, identical

a step back. "Mr.

"Don't point such dangerous things at me," he said, his voice cold and modified by a device. Calista swallowed hard, retreating

you to rot

have one more month. Fail again, and

Mr. B vanished as if he was never there, leaving Calista on the floor, drenched in cold

the floor, suddenly

Faces Does

Vivienne!

was all because of Vivienne that she was in this

hers, and she would be

That wretched woman!

stabbed fiercely

the phone was in pieces did

changed into her regular clothes, and left the

The next day.