The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 725

Percival gestured reassuringly for Vivienne to walk in.

Griffin didn't give a damn, shot Audrey a glowering look, and shoved open the door to let Vivienne in, "Grandpa's in your hands now, Vivienne."

Vivienne stumbled a bit from the push. Thankfully, her footing was solid, or she might have ended up face-first on the floor.

Talk about unexpected. No wonder she caught Leopold's eye. Both of them had a way of taking you by surprise.

Meanwhile, Kala was holed up at home.

When Darren got back from wrapping up some work outside, he walked in to find her chilling and watching TV, "Kala, you alright? All that online drama sorted out?"

Kala popped a potato chip into her mouth, "Not even close."

"So, you're just... chilling?"

How could she be so laid-back?

Ronald came out of the kitchen with a fruit bowl in his hands. "Don't mind her. She's been like this since she got back from the studio. Vivienne called earlier. The agency's taking over the whole mess, told her to take a few days off. Kala's over the moon."

"Well, she's happy, at least."

Darren was exasperated. "The agency's swamped. Ramona came prepared; high-def videos are all over the net, and the trolls are practically crashing the platforms with their venom."

As he spoke, he couldn't even understand. "I'm baffled, really. What's your beef with Ramona that she'd set up such a scheme to target you?"

"She's not after me." Kala finally tore her gaze away from the screen. "She's trying to drive a wedge between me and Vivienne, though I can't fathom her endgame."

lousy actress," Kala spread her hands dismissively,

cousin. I thought you were gonna be mobbed today

he had seen more than enough of the videos online. "This

biz first thought she had some

was neat and tidy: parents

the cutthroat entertainment industry was baffling, not just to others but

"Seems like our adversary isn't afraid of

more, whoever is behind her has been laying the groundwork for a

organization?" Kala

came to talk to Ronald, they kept their conversation

caught the tail end of it and was largely in the dark

of touch

loss for words. Revealing anything

his loose lips, he switched off the TV and

Meanwhile, at CK Penitentiary.

a coffee table set with coffee paraphernalia, indistinguishable

an unmarked grave, was sitting calmly at the coffee

alive, his face always wearing a faint, serene smile. He

his eyes weren't focused at all. They were cold, empty, devoid of any emotion, much like a

prototype of the androids developed by Ronald, capable of mimicking human actions and

solely due to Leopold's morbid sense

decoy might draw

one from GTO would risk their life for someone who might

at his fanciful thinking, saying he was too

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