The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 501

At the Boyd Mansion, a shadow began to cast itself over Percival Ellington's usually charming features.

Truth be told, he had not frequented the Boyd Mansion often, but the few times he did, his visits invariably ended with Cecilia in tears.

As a kid, he could not fathom why the Boyds had such contempt for his mother. As he grew up, the reasons became apparent, and he stopped coming altogether.

Vivienne gazed out the car window. The Boyd Mansion was a majestic sight, grander even than the Brooks Mansion, which Maddox Perez had offhandedly referred to as "little space." "Percival, Ma'am, we've arrived," announced Thomas as he switched off the engine and stepped out to open the car door.

Percival helped Vivienne out of the car, and they stood in front of the massive gates of the Boyd Mansion. His eyes, deep as the ocean, seemed unfathomable.

He stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

"Who's there?" Came an inquiry through the intercom.

A slight frown creased Percival's brow as he replied, "Percival."

There was a momentary pause on the other end before the gate was buzzed open.

The wrought iron gate swung open slowly, yet curiously, no one came out to greet them.

Percival's frown deepened, a thin veil of anger enveloping him.

Vivienne gently tapped the back of his hand and offered a reassuring smile.

The anger surrounding Percival dissipated instantly, and with a smile, he took Vivienne's hand, and they walked in together.

At the entrance, two servants stood aside, revealing a man in a casual suit, the Boyd family butler. "Mr. Ellington, I presume. Please come in. The matriarch has been awaiting you." Percival did not respond, intending to proceed with Vivienne.

Unexpectedly, the butler stepped in their way.

he would have taken off the butler's arm with

decontamination room for a cleansing shower before they can meet with

shoes was one thing, but a decontamination

Boyd Mansion hiding a royal

processing

hand. A gentle squeeze was all

about to curse,

the heirloom ring of the Boyd

in the hands of this young

upward. "Isn't there a Boyd family rule that

butler, clutching his limp arm, knelt in panic. "Greetings,

but as time passed and the world changed, these rules were slowly forgotten, especially by the younger generation, who would never truly expect someone to kneel in

spoken

head of the family mentioned them, no one

butler on the ground, Vivienne spoke sternly, "Is it

bowed. "Ma'am, please wait here.

butler hurried into

"Trouble, matriarch!"

all over his wrinkled face. "What's the rush? Is the house on fire? Didn't I tell

her regal bearing and gold-rimmed reading glasses, Wendy looked every

butler managed, "No, it's that slut... That woman has the long-missing

composed, was visibly shaken

for that ring

had hidden it, giving it to that cheap woman

friends, which was why

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