The Million-Dollar Heart

Gillian's scream pierced the silence of the night, startling her from her dreams into a gasping reality as she fell to her knees on the floor, breath heaving in her chest. "Mr. Ellington, Mr. Ellington..." She gasped.

Patrick rushed to his daughter's side, steadying her with a firm grip. "Gillian, are you alright?" He asked, concern written all over his face.

Confusion clouded Gillian's eyes as she noticed the cluster of people around her, her last memory of being tucked into bed by Percival, wrapped in a cozy comforter. She was quick to react, though, sobbing as she collapsed into her father's arms. "Dad, I... with Mr. Ellington, we've already... We've..."

Her words hung in the air, leaving an unspoken understanding among the gathered crowd.

The sight of a naked beauty would test any man's resolve, and poor Yannick had been dealt a rough hand, his legacy usurped by another.

A flicker of rage crossed Patrick's eyes as he turned to Percival, his voice rising in anger. "Percival, what do you have to say for yourself? You animal!"

Mara quickly came to the defense. "Mr. Patrick, there were drugs in the room. It was not intentional; it was the drugs that took control. Just think about how Gillian was acting!"

Gillian clung to her father's hand. "Dad, I remember bits and pieces. Mr. Ellington saved me from Yannick. We tried to leave, but... I smelled something strange. Even though my mind was clear, our bodies would not listen...

It's not Mr. Ellington's fault. It's all Yannick's doing. Really, it's not his fault."

Tears streamed down Gillian's face as she clutched the blanket. "Dad, I'm so ashamed."

Mara, with tears in her eyes, looked at Percival. "Bro, it was Gillian's first time. You can't just abandon her."

Patrick was at a loss, torn between anger and the need to comfort his daughter. He looked at Percival with a mixture of anger and pleading. "Mr. Ellington, given the circumstances, if you don't take responsibility, Gillian will have no future."

"Yeah, Percival, we can't just leave things like this."

Their performance could have outshone even the likes of Meryl Streep and Anthony Hopkins.

Vivienne smirked. "Ms. Ashford, ever heard of Rainbow Entertainment? If you're interested in signing, I'll have someone contact you."

Gillian's could not be wasted. She could cry on cue, immerse herself in the role who

machine, not just a drama

how

completely, and absolutely

should ask Vivienne how much she loves money." Vivienne: "Utterly, completely, and absolutely

away her tears. "Ms. Hawthorn, what are

at such a young age? Need me to give you another shot?" Vivienne's lips curled in

Mr. Ellington, but I would never lie about my reputation. I remember what happened, and there's

Mara. "Are you absolutely sure

change her story

was the only one

"I see! Well, I have something

Vivienne signaled with her hand, and Anna handed her a sleek tablet that was not available on

idea where the

times, and soon, a

on Yannick. All you need to do is bring

conversation, even filtering out the background noise so

that their private exchange would be

righteous indignation, now felt the

would be

relief. They had been present from the start of Yannick's troubles but

counterattack,

one saw if Yannick had drugged Gillian or not. Thus,

Vivienne, it looked like their

priority was to

sleeves and pushed her way through the

like that!" Teresa fumed, her voice a tempest of maternal fury. "I knew there was no way he'd just pass out