The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 630

The evening drizzle cast a somber tune against the windowpanes of a cozy suburban home.

Mara lounged in the living room after dismissing her evening help, swirling a glass of Cabernet as she stared blankly at the ceiling. The front door swung open, but Mara did not flinch.

A chill draft swept through, prompting Mara to frown. "Ever heard of closing the door?"

"Always such a stickler for details, aren't you?"

At the doorway, a woman shook off her umbrella, her stilettos clicking on the hardwood floor as she strode in.

The rhythmic tap of the heels only heightened Mara's irritation, her frown growing deeper. "You've never had an ounce of manners."

The woman sat down, her flawless features stark against Mara's scar-streaked visage.

Eyeing the woman's perfect complexion, Mara's gaze turned venomous, a visceral urge to shatter her wine glass and scar that pristine face.

To aerate the expensive wine with her blood!

"Gillian, didn't I tell you to cover that revolting face when you see me?"

This was the woman who had once been incarcerated for willful harm, Gillian Ashford!

Gillian snorted with contempt, crossing her long legs. "Compared to yours, I think my face is the least of our worries."

Mara stood abruptly, fury in her eyes, and for a moment, she wanted nothing more than to throttle the life out of Gillian.

Gillian, however, nonchalantly gestured. "Sit down and listen to what I have to say, or you'll regret it."

Mara clenched her jaw, reluctantly sitting back down.

lapdogs, Gillian. Do you think you're still the darling of Sea City? I've got news for you - you're nothing now. So quit parading around like you're high

mouth," Gillian snapped back, "Do

no saint, and neither are

until a clap of

Gillian produced two photographs

senior at Elite University, aiming for a master's in finance,

up Aaron's photo. "Isn't

He seems quite taken with her, collecting all sorts of information on her. Your task is to get close to him and drive a wedge

one doing this? Luring men is more your speed. Your goal and his align perfectly

is serious. Don't forget our master's orders," Gillian reminded

shivered, her tone

seems to be in touch

Now leave. I can't stand the sight of you," Mara finished her wine in one

friendship had been one of convenience; Mara was from the Boyd family, a family with a sterling reputation, and she was Percival's cousin. There

yourself," Gillian said as

Mara sat in

"Vivienne, just wait."

rain, Elite University was fragrant with the scent of cherry blossoms, the air fresh and

Aaron's mood was far

university and the company, though he had kept

peace had been

when he was greeted by the sight of a freshly showered Kenneth, casually strolling about in the nude. Aaron nearly lost it, half-tempted to cry out for

you see it's raining? Close the door! It's cold," Kenneth said nonchalantly,

open. "You know it's cold, and you're drinking that? I wish it would freeze

passersby got an eyeful of

shame? Close the door,"

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