The Million-Dollar Heart

Victoria's tension finally eased as she rose to her feet, moving even quicker than Isolde. "You're back at last. I've been needing to talk to you."

"Vivienne, come and play with me!" Isolde then bounded over, embracing Vivienne's legs with a childlike whine.

Percival, who had entered with them, was completely overlooked until Cecilia, who had been busy organizing dinner, acknowledged him, "What are all of you loitering around for? Percival, your wife has been on her feet all day. How can you just let her stand there chatting with Victoria without offering her a seat?"

"Vivienne, come over and sit down."

Percival thought to himself: That greeting could hardly be called welcoming.

"Mom, we've got matters to discuss. We'll be upstairs for a bit."

Vivienne, accustomed to such scenarios, exchanged pleasantries with Cecilia before bending down to explain to Isolde, "I'll play with you later, Isolde. I've got some things to take care of first."

Vivienne, Percival, and Victoria then headed to Percival's study in the Ellington Mansion.

Unlike the old-fashioned study brimming with ancient books, Percival's study was almost eerily spacious, yet boasted the best soundproofing in the entire villa.

What was discussed there remained a mystery.

All that was known was that upon returning from the Ellington household, Victoria burst into Harrison's lab. "Vivienne has agreed to a three-day postponement of the trial. If you've got any plans, now's the time to act. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Just three days?

Harrison, peering through his microscope, frowned slightly. "I was hoping you could've gotten us a week."

His voice, tinged with sarcasm and disappointment, sparked Victoria's temper like a match to dynamite.

negotiate with Vivienne yourself?! It took a tantrum and

be a next time. This

twitched in annoyance. "The sun hasn't even set and you're already daydreaming? Thinking you can trample over Percival, as if Gavin was someone you

that, Harrison paused, his gaze shifting towards Victoria with a hint of suspicion. "You seem... quite admiring of Percival. What?

matter to you? I simply believe the Ellingtons outshine the Abernathys, and Percival

Victoria's stance, turned back to his work. "Whatever you do is fine by me. After all, you're my

a slight uptick at the end of his sentence, an

rubbed her arms, unconsciously moving closer to Seaton. "Spare me the disgust. Tell me, where is my

mixed with the colorful liquid,

beaker after another failed experiment. "Why the rush? Once this

said I'd tell you

fire seemed to rage

she knew he didn't

Harrison's

fueled her anger.

You're playing with fire!

you'd better

parting shot, Victoria stormed

had disappeared that Harrison ceased his work, his gaze lingering in the direction she left,

he found a certain fondness for

a mysterious smile, a moment lost on the

returned from dinner, witnessing Harrison's smile, they shuddered, half-expecting

had sent to assist Harrison. "What were you looking

to the

didn't hide Victoria's

openly flaunting his devotion.

much. My wife was

just left before you