The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 511

After breakfast, Vivienne hopped on her motorcycle and set out to the Boyd Mansion alone.

At the Boyd Mansion.

Wendy was, indeed, bedridden, completely unable to rise from her plush mattress that morning. It was during the previous day's ceremony that she had twisted her back, and a careless turn in her sleep had nearly snapped her fragile bones in two. Now, she lay there, immobile and in pain.

Eliza was beside herself with worry. "Mom, do you really want Vivienne to care for you? It's like throwing yourself to the wolves!"

Wendy gestured weakly towards the corner of the room. "Take a closer look. What do you see?"

Eliza's eyes followed her mother's direction, and she gasped in understanding.

A hidden camera was tucked away in the corner, cleverly disguised to blend in with the ornate plasterwork. To the untrained eye, it was virtually undetectable.

Someone like Vivienne, unfamiliar with the intricate workings of the Boyd household, would never notice its presence.

If Vivienne behaved and took care of Wendy, everything would be fine. After all, Wendy only wanted to trap her here so she could not cause a scene at the restaurant. However, If Vivienne attempted to abuse Wendy, she would pay a heavy price.

It did not matter that Vivienne was Master Charles, perfumer Q, or Master Jessica. Her reputation would be utterly ruined!

Eliza relaxed a bit. "Okay, Mom. Take care of yourself. We're off to the office."

"Alright, dear."

Before long, Vivienne arrived at the Boyd mansion. Aside from the butler and a handful of servants, the only other person present was Wendy, lying helplessly in her bed.

Dressed in her leather riding gear, Vivienne walked in, and Wendy glanced at her with a sneer. "Forgive me, Madam. I can't get up to greet you."

Vivienne sat beside the bed. "I heard about your

cared at all, you wouldn't have treated me that way last night. As my granddaughter-in-law, you show no initiative. Don't you

"Right, I'll make

and began

baffled

her homemade

helped Wendy sit up, her fingers discreetly delivered a quick

the headboard, Wendy asked,

into Wendy's mouth,

mouthful. The yolk was

trying to do her

bowl and swung at Vivienne, grabbing a nearby cane to strike. "You

back, eyeing Wendy, who had suddenly stood up. "Your back, it's

pain was

you're better, I'll

a meaningful glance at the corner of the room before turning

not let Vivienne go just yet, she stepped forward and grabbed her,

seem as if Vivienne

fall took its toll on Wendy's frail

aid, chastising Vivienne. "Madam, how could you? Even as the head of the household, you can't just take a life!" With her arms crossed, Vivienne leaned against the door frame, watching

herself, trying

needle would have healed her

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