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.

City? I've got news for you - you're nothing now. So quit parading around like

snapped back,

no saint, and neither are

at each other, neither willing to back down until a clap of thunder outside

produced two

University, aiming for a master's in finance, and

up Aaron's photo. "Isn't this

with her, collecting all sorts of information

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

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

of their master, Mara shivered, her tone becoming

also at Elite University. He seems to be in touch with Anna from Vanguard Agency, and that woman is trouble. Kenneth's close with Aaron; you might be able to kill two birds with

can't stand the sight of you," Mara finished

all too eager to leave. Their 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

said

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

"Vivienne, just wait."

with the scent of cherry blossoms, the air fresh and

mood was far from

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

campus, peace had been scarce in

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

door! It's cold," Kenneth said nonchalantly, grabbing a soda from the fridge

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

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

shame? Close the door," Kenneth

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