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

room." He didn't want to speak to

So annoyed!

did Percival not tell him

trudged back to his room,

considering taking his brother to

At the TCL Laboratory.

latest experiment had failed

frustration, she knocked everything on her desk

not make

this time, she had nothing but failures to show for her efforts.

alright?" A researcher called from

Calista snapped, closing her eyes

someone clocking out

she was, still toiling away for

door to her

and held it defensively as

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

back. "Mr. B," she uttered with

flicked his finger, effortlessly knocking the dagger from her grasp. "Don't point such dangerous things at me," he said, his voice cold and modified by

rot in jail." Calista felt her breath catch, her legs giving out as she fell to her knees. "I...I will keep trying. I won't let you

with contempt. "You have one more

as if he was never there, leaving Calista on the

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

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

Vivienne!

was all because of Vivienne that she was in this

Percival would be hers, and she would be

That wretched woman!

fiercely at the phone screen, channeling

when the phone was in pieces

changed into her regular

The next day.