The Million-Dollar Heart

The roar infused with a primal force hit Kipling like a physical blow, making his scalp tingle and half of his body tremble uncontrollably.

Had he not been clutching the door frame for dear life, he might have ended up on his knees.

His mind buzzed, disoriented, as he nodded and backed out of the room.

No sooner had he stepped out than the door slammed shut with a loud bang, narrowly missing his head!

He didn't know how long he waited, pacing the living room in circles, before Gavin finally emerged, looking sharp and composed. His cold gaze landed on Kipling, dark and displeased.

Without even a proper look at Kipling, Gavin took his seat at the head of the table, exasperated. "What's the crisis now?"

Kipling, hands shaking, rushed forward. "It's a disaster! Someone dug up my bank statements!"

it..." Gavin was about to dismiss the concern, suggesting Kipling's modest transactions couldn't possibly cause trouble, when he suddenly paused, eyes widening. "Which account are you talking

to you." Kipling's voice trembled, panic written all over his face. "Gavin, what do we do now?! They're accusing me of taking bribes, and the court's started looking for the source of the rumors! I'm

was on the verge of

in a coat and stepped out, bypassing greetings to rush to Gavin's side. "Gavin, you have to help

his knees with a hopeful look in his

Madeline, his expression unreadable

subtle gesture, he directed the staff to

"Ma'am, it's chilly. You should go back inside." Madeline resisted, trying to approach Gavin again, only to be

pain in her heart, she realized Gavin wanted her out of this. Her gaze, once youthful despite her years, was fixed on Gavin, who seemed oblivious to her stare. Only when annoyed did he finally instruct, "Go back. I'll join you once I've sorted this

"Alright."

confronting him for Kipling's sake. With a heavy heart and a silent retreat, she left, Kipling's pleas fading behind her. Once Madeline was out of sight, Gavin turned to Kipling. "Your position at the education department is untenable now. The only option is to wait for the

up in jail!" Kipling's voice broke, hinting at the chaos that would ensue should he spill Gavin's secrets. Gavin remained unfazed. "Don't worry. As my brother-in-law, I won't let you go to prison. I've made arrangements. You'll just be detained briefly, nothing to fear." He continued, "However, Rivenwood is no longer

estate, the butler informed him of Kipling's visit. Entering the living room, he caught the tail end of Gavin's falsely reassuring promises. Exchanging glances with Victoria, they both understood the gravity of Gavin's words, aware of the uncertain fate that awaited those who crossed him. Together, they stepped into the living