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!

done to his

heading to my room." He didn't want to speak to his beloved

So annoyed!

not

trudged back to his room, despondent

first time, considering taking his brother to get

At the TCL Laboratory.

had failed

frustration, she knocked everything on her desk to the

could she not make

but failures to show for

everything alright?" A researcher called from outside the

Calista snapped, closing her

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

here she was, still toiling

the door to

a hidden dagger from her desk and held it defensively as she eyed the

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

"Mr. B," she

knocking the dagger from her grasp. "Don't point such dangerous things at me," he said,

have left you to rot in jail." Calista felt her breath catch, her legs giving out as

have one more

that, Mr. B vanished as if he was never

had fallen to the

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

Vivienne!

Vivienne

be hers, and she

That wretched woman!

dagger and stabbed fiercely at the phone screen, channeling her boundless

phone was in pieces did

composure, changed into her regular

The next day.