The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 548

Percival reached out and swiped a finger through the frosting, popping it directly into his mouth.

The next instant, his face contorted in agony, an expression of pain so intense it had never before graced his features.

"Is it poisoned?" Vivienne yelled out, alarm knitting her brow.

Percival waved her off, steadying himself on her knee. "It's just... incredibly bitter."

Vivienne was speechless.

"Bitter? Really?" She dared a taste herself, almost letting her lifelong love affair with strawberry shortcake plummet to rock bottom.

It was supposed to be frosting - sweet, indulgent frosting.

Why on earth was it so bitter?

A thought struck Vivienne. "Tastes like something my mom made."

Her words hung in the air, and she and Percival paused, a sudden realization dawning on them.

Slowly, they lifted their eyes to meet, and their gazes converged with silent understanding.

The cake before them indeed bore the mark of Karen's handiwork.

The pair sat in stunned silence, neither willing to voice the conclusion forming in their minds. Yet, all the strange occurrences of recent days seemed to be pointing inexorably in one direction. After a while, Vivienne shook her head. "I've never had such a terrible strawberry shortcake."

Percival unveiled a slice of strawberry shortcake he had brought and fed it to Vivienne. "Try this one; it's sweet."

A chuckle escaped Vivienne's lips, her eyes inadvertently flickering to the bitter disappointment that was the other cake.

back against the couch, patting her belly. "Mr. Wolf, didn't

invitations, laying them before Vivienne.

up the invites, glancing over them with a smile. "The director wants

hosted the party and extended the invitation to Vivienne and Percival, they were

but a pretext for

are we going?" Percival asked, already anticipating her answer from the

a grin, Vivienne replied, "Of course, we're going. We

in their finest attire

were greeting guests at the door. Upon seeing Vivienne, their faces lit

to call with no luck,"

lifted Melissa's spirits;

for a while, had my phone off," Vivienne responded with a

girl and had not followed up,

nodded. "Yes,

happened to Carl?" Vivienne

guilt over Carl's condition. If only she had not been so stubborn and thrown away her helmet, Carl might not

an intense fight for his life, we managed to save him, but the doctors say he suffered brain damage. He might be in a vegetative state

be recovering; she had

have

inform me? Where is Carl now?" Vivienne asked, her voice

such a state troubled her deeply. And why had the Brooks family not contacted her sooner? With timely notice, Carl would not be in this condition. Melissa tried to soothe Vivienne, "We wanted

family, aren't we? How can

grew more frustrated but also felt a sense of resignation. After all, her relationship with the

family felt the same; there was a mutual sense of guilt and

but it's hard for us to keep coming to you," Melissa

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