The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 596

Willa's brow was furrowed in frustration, her fists clenched tightly.

"So many hideouts, damn it!" She muttered under her breath.

The real thorn in her side was discovering that Diana had been secretly conspiring with F-Poison! That damned traitor!

Meanwhile, Quincy discreetly texted Vivienne for help, knowing full well she was no match for Willa. Her only hope was to bring in reinforcements without making a sound.

But before she could relish the thought of rescue, Willa's hand clamped down on her shoulder.

"Hey, kiddo, when the grown-ups are talking, you listen, okay?" Willa said with a smile that was anything but comforting.

Quincy attempted to resist, but it was futile.

With ease, Willa confiscated Quincy's phone, then tied her to a chair, topping her work with a peachy little heart drawn on her forehead.

"As much as I'd love to catch up with Vivienne, I can't right now. Give it two hours after I leave, and she'll come running to save you," Willa said as she tapped on the phone before setting it down and making her exit.

Quincy could only watch helplessly as Willa disappeared. Glancing at the phone, she saw the message was indeed sent, but with a two-hour delay before reaching Vivienne.

Cruel fate, indeed!

At the Perez Mansion.

Diana had just reached the front gate when laughter echoed from within.

Her lips pressed into a thin line, aware that Jasper was probably still fuming over today's fiasco.

But then, to her astonishment, she heard Vivienne's voice. Why was she still here?

Vivienne was surprised by a strawberry cheesecake decorated

embarrassed, looked at Vivienne. "I'm still perfecting my frosting skills, so just bear with it, will

We wanted to know your birthday, but

her reasons for keeping her birthday under

confirming her mother was alive, she refrained from sharing personal details. Now that she knew, there hadn't

today wasn't her actual birthday,

cheesecake until she could not take another

had thought Zelda's recent cake obsession was just a passing

not have been a masterpiece of culinary art, with its lopsided strawberries and smeared icing, but to her, it was

she could muster,

of frosting on Vivienne's nose. "Happy

cheered, "Yay, we're celebrating with

laughter as she glanced

birthday, Vivienne," he said

out the

peace

by the

extravagant gift present, but it was undoubtedly the

at the gate, quietly

picture of

when her gaze fell on Vivienne. She imagined tearing that smiling face to shreds, crushing it underfoot, and throwing it into the flames! The same way she had once hurled a rock at Sasha, she

down hard on her anger, Diana's

dead, so what was

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