The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 551

Listening to Ronald's spiel, Vivienne felt a sting of insult to her intelligence.

Carl had a hematoma in his head?

And it was scattered by a bump?

Did they really think she would not know if there was a hematoma?

Vivienne downed the remnants of her wine, "Hand over Carl's rehab center address to me. I'll visit him after this busy spell is over. I can't let Faye turn into a widow, can I?"

Ronald looked at Vivienne, "Vivienne, I truly regret bothering you with this, asking you to go all that way..."

"Cut the nonsense, hand it over." Vivienne was visibly irked.

And to think she assumed Carl fell into a vegetative state for some grave reason, only to find out it was a mere bump on the head.

A hematoma, really? After the surgery she had performed, how could there possibly be a hematoma left in Carl's head?

Seeing Vivienne's genuine anger, Ronald quickly sent Carl's rehab center address to her, "Carl is stable now, and he's got professional caretakers there. You don't have to worry."

"Alright, you guys carry on. I'm heading out." Vivienne was tired and, after a short farewell, went to find Percival for the ride home.

Darren and Ashley escorted Vivienne and her companion out.

"Boss, my mom said she's with my dad hosting guests, so they can't see you out. But she wanted me to give you this; she noticed you didn't eat much tonight. Have something to fill you up on the way home."

Darren now addressed Vivienne as Boss.

Darren handed over a bag filled with food lovingly prepared by Melissa.

me," Vivienne said, taking

handed her an invitation, "But boss, looks like you

looked at the invitation in surprise. "You're getting married? Did you notify the company? Who's the bride? Are there any clauses in your latest contract requiring you

after Stephen. His sudden marriage was bound to

it better not come out of

"Boss, could you at least read it

my brother wanted to get married, he'd need

the invitation to find it was a celebration

series

They would have delivered this personally if they could. They've been working their tails off; many are shipping them for real now, boosting

"It's in a week, right? Okay, tell

a chance for profit, not to be

way back, Vivienne sent

his doctor and

Vivienne turned off her

day that started

the passenger seat, she turned to look at Percival. Under the dim light, his face was half-bathed in illumination, half-shrouded in darkness. The light accentuated his nose and spread across his lips, a golden

slender, turned the steering wheel

Percival's profile, revealing a strikingly handsome side view

closer, drawing a finger

his head, trapping her finger

"I'm driving. Stop it."

her fingers playfully reaching for his ear.

on the brakes, pulling over to the side of the

girl was becoming more

this rate, her mother would rise from

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