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.

think you're still the darling of Sea City? I've got news for

snapped back, "Do you think you're any

no saint, and

at each other, neither willing to back down until a clap of thunder outside drew their attention away from their

Gillian produced two

at Elite University, aiming for a master's

withering look, picking up Aaron's photo. "Isn't this the

retorted, "Yes, last season's champion. He's also Vivienne's protege. He seems quite taken with her, collecting all sorts of information on her. Your task is to get

more your speed. Your goal and

this is serious. Don't forget our master's

mention of their master, Mara shivered, her

be in touch with Anna from Vanguard Agency, and that

can't stand the sight of you,"

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 was no real love

said

Mara sat in

"Vivienne, just wait."

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

was far from

and the company, though he had kept his dorm

peace had been scarce in

freshly showered Kenneth, casually strolling about

It's cold," Kenneth said nonchalantly, grabbing a

cold, and you're drinking that? I wish it would

open, passersby got an eyeful of Kenneth's indecency, and their laughter punctuated

Close the door," Kenneth rushed to secure

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