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.

scoffed. "We're both no better than 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

back, "Do you think you're

no saint, and

two women glared at each other, neither willing to back down until

produced two photographs

Aaron Miller. He's a senior at Elite University, aiming for

picking up

seems quite taken with her, collecting all sorts of

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

forget our master's orders," Gillian

the mention of their master, Mara shivered,

from the Ellington family is also at Elite University. He seems to be in touch with

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

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

Gillian said

rain grew heavier, Mara sat in the dark, clutching Aaron's

"Vivienne, just wait."

the rain, Elite University was fragrant with the scent

was

had bought an apartment between the university and the company, though

on campus, peace

room when he was greeted by the sight of a freshly showered Kenneth, casually strolling

door! It's cold," Kenneth said nonchalantly,

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

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

door," Kenneth

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