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

didn't want to speak

So annoyed!

not

to his room, despondent

first time, considering taking

At the TCL Laboratory.

experiment had

knocked everything on her

could she not

nothing but failures to show for her efforts.

alright?" A researcher called from

Leave me be." Calista snapped,

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

had been arrested, and here she was, still toiling

door to her lab was

and held it defensively as she

coat and a masked hat stepped inside, identical to Scott's usual

back. "Mr. B," she uttered with

"Don't point such dangerous things at me," he said, his voice cold and modified by a

data with a furrowed brow. "Had I known you'd be this useless, I might have left you to rot in jail." Calista felt her breath catch,

at her with contempt. "You have one more month. Fail again, and

Mr. B vanished as if he was never there, leaving Calista

the

Seventh Grandson's Fiancée Vivienne Hawthorn Revealed to be Master Jessica! How Many Faces Does the Future Mrs. Ellington Have?] Calista glared

Vivienne!

of Vivienne that she was

be hers,

That wretched woman!

dagger and stabbed fiercely at the phone

the phone was in pieces

up, Calista regained her composure, changed into her regular clothes,

The next day.