The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 717

"Country bumpkin?"

Vivienne arched an eyebrow, an expression that hadn't crossed her face in quite some time.

She surveyed Ramona with a critical eye, noting the girl couldn't be more than twenty. With her doll-like features, it was no wonder she had become an overnight sensation.

It wasn't just the push from her handlers behind the scenes; that pretty face was surely a factor.

Withdrawing her gaze, Vivienne's clear eyes shifted to Dorian. "Dorian, what's going on? Didn't we agree that Kala was to be the face of the new perfume line?"

She paused, noting Dorian's evasive look.

She asked, "You're in trouble, why didn't you talk to me?"

"I will explain everything later, Vivienne," Dorian replied, his face showing distress. "Ms. Grimshaw, this is my daughter. Please be respectful."

After he spoke, he turned to face Ramona with a stern expression.

Something was off.

Vivienne tugged at Percival's sleeve, and without a word, he understood. He gestured to Thomas, indicating he should lean in closer.

Ramona, meanwhile, was visibly irked by Percival's blatant disregard for her, his attention solely on Vivienne.

Her voice dripped with jealousy, "Percival, darling, look at them! I wouldn't have taken this ad gig if it wasn't for your sake. Now, they're all ganging up on me."

Her whiny voice grated on Vivienne's nerves.

eyebrows knitted together as she scoffed, "Ms. Grimshaw, are you supposed to be some kind

and she pointed at Vivienne. "You, you country bumpkin! What right do you have to

shrill voice drew the attention of the entire banquet

murmured among themselves, their

Who's calling Ms.

the perfume maestro Q,

is being called a country

Anna chimed in with a smirk, "All this talk of country bumpkins. One would think Ms. Grimshaw was some

then and there. Her face flushed with a

bullied in Havenwood, held so many prestigious

in frustration as she said, "You just wait! I won't let

hospital room, Willa had just finished bathing Karen and was carrying the basin

could slice it,

lights in the bathroom

Without hesitation, she followed

a sliver of light. A man cautiously stepped in, making sure Karen was the only other person there before advancing with a syringe aimed at her exposed

the needle could make contact, the room flooded with light, and Willa, with

disturbance did little to dampen

to Vivienne, casting glances around the room. "Strange, where did Ramona go? She wouldn't just leave like that,

head with a light-hearted tone, "Why? Were

demeanor was

irritation, hurriedly explained, "No, no. I wish she'd leave faster. But you don't understand, Vivienne.

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