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

Ellington, guests must change their shoes upon entry and proceed to the decontamination room for a cleansing shower before they can meet with the matriarch. You haven't forgotten our rules, have

was one thing, but a

Boyd Mansion hiding

processing before

the butler's arm with her ring-adorned hand. A gentle squeeze was all it took

was about to curse, he caught sight of the ring

ring

did it end up in the

the butler's expression, Vivienne's lips curved slightly upward. "Isn't there a Boyd family rule that requires one to

butler, clutching his limp arm, knelt

world changed, these rules were slowly forgotten, especially by the younger generation, who would never truly expect someone to kneel

spoken of, they were

the family mentioned them, no one dared

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

butler, understanding, quickly got up and bowed. "Ma'am, please wait here. I will fetch

into the Boyd

"Trouble, matriarch!"

in, agitation written all over his wrinkled face. "What's the rush? Is the

and gold-rimmed reading glasses, Wendy looked every bit the matriarch despite

"No, it's that slut... That woman

ever composed, was visibly shaken at the

had searched for that ring for thirty

had hidden it, giving it to that cheap

friends, which was why she could

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