The Million-Dollar Heart

Gillian's grip did not loosen; if anything, it tightened with a fierce determination.

Just moments ago, she had been planning to invite Percival over to her house to negotiate a partnership with the Ellington family following her father's successful acquisition of the Boyd family. But then, in a twist of fate as cruel as it was sudden, her father was arrested, the Ashford Mansion was seized, and her family's fortune evaporated into thin air.

The shock was unbearable; she simply could not accept it!

Unable to get her revenge on Percival or Vivienne, Gillian directed all her rage at Mara.

Just as Mara's breath was being squeezed out of her, agents from the DEA arrived in the nick of time, subduing Gillian.

Mara's life was saved, but her face was ruined beyond recognition. The infection from the cuts, made worse by the dirty porcelain doll fragments embedded in her flesh, had spread too far.

"Gillian's been arrested for assault, Mara's fallen into a depression after her disfigurement, Teresa has divorced Theodore and left the country with her kids, and Nancy has absconded with all of the Boyd family's wealth, taking her children far from Sea City. Everyone else is in prison. Ms. Vivienne, that's all there is," Anna reported the fates of the Boyd and Ashford families to Vivienne.

None of this was surprising or particularly stirring to Vivienne, except Gillian's breakdown - that was unexpected.

"Got it," Vivienne said, tucking the translated contract into her bag and donning a baseball cap before getting into her car. "Tell Mr. Wolf to wait here; I'll be back shortly."

Anna nodded, watching Vivienne drive away, already rehearsing the story she would tell Percival - Ms. Vivienne had a date!

Vivienne pulled up in front of the restaurant and stepped out, clutching her bag. Inside, the restaurant hosted only one table of diners, reserved by two familiar faces: Zachary, patriarch of the Churchill family, and William, patriarch of the Pendleton family.

"Madam." Zachary stood first, his eyes glistening slightly.

William was more composed, for Vivienne was his mentor, even though he had never imagined his mentor to be the long-sought daughter of Karen.

that they should

the truth from the beginning?" She asked

be frank, we had no idea you were the boss's daughter nor that her name was Vivienne. You seemed familiar when I met

Vivienne hardly needed his protection, he

how did Patrick recognize me so readily?"

that they were lost. He wouldn't have been

met, agreeing to cut off contact to avoid drawing attention to their past allegiance to Karen. They all suspected foul play

knowing she was female, they had no other information. Little did they

us, which was why she disclosed so little," William

I'd known he was the traitor, I would have used my family's entire might

William were aware of the incident where Vivienne had been aboard the Ashford family yacht when a bomb was planted.

was up to no good, and the bomb was not his doing, nor was it the work

need you to undertake," Vivienne said, pulling out the translated documents from her bag and handing them to William

own merits, without invoking any of Karen's resources, knowing they lacked the capability to fully harness what

The mere exposure of these items could send shock waves through their circles. If anyone connected the dots back to Karen's daughter, it would spell disaster Meanwhile, William had been tirelessly

perused the document, a flicker of surprise danced across their

exchanged glances, then simultaneously pulled out another

up to

and a chuckle

it turned out, Karen had divided the bionic research into three parts long before her death, entrusting two parts to