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.

you supposed to be some kind of mother

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

shrill voice drew the attention of the entire banquet hall

guests murmured among themselves,

Who's calling Ms. Hawthorn

the perfume maestro Q, not to mention a renowned fashion designer.

a country bumpkin, what does that

a smirk, "All this talk of country bumpkins. One would think Ms.

would have slapped Vivienne then and there. Her face flushed with a mix of

bullied in Havenwood, held so many prestigious titles unknown to

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

in a dimly lit hospital room, Willa had just finished bathing Karen and was

it,

bathroom flickered

open the bathroom door to find nothing but darkness. Without

A man cautiously stepped in, making sure Karen was the only other person there before advancing with a syringe aimed at

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

at the party, the minor disturbance did little to dampen

close to Vivienne, casting glances around the room. "Strange, where

light-hearted tone, "Why? Were you

her demeanor was cool

I wish she'd leave faster. But you don't understand, Vivienne.

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