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.

you're still the darling of Sea City? I've

back, "Do you think you're

no saint, and neither

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

Gillian produced two photographs from her

University, aiming for a master's in finance, and he's the heir to the Miller

gave Gillian a withering look, picking up Aaron's

quite taken with her, collecting all sorts

your speed. Your goal and his

this is serious. Don't forget

shivered,

now, that's it. Oh, and Kenneth from the Ellington family is also at Elite University. He seems to be in touch with Anna from Vanguard Agency,

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

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 was no real

said as

sat in the dark, clutching Aaron's

"Vivienne, just wait."

was fragrant with the

mood was far

apartment between the university and the company, though he had kept his dorm room

arrived on campus, peace

freshly showered Kenneth, casually strolling about in

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

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

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

you no shame? Close the door," Kenneth rushed

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