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.

took a tantrum and guilt-tripping her to get this extension. You're ungrateful! Next time, do it yourself. I bet if you could get

a next time.

you're already daydreaming? Thinking you can trample over Percival, as if Gavin was someone you could easily

seem... quite admiring of Percival. What?

Ellingtons outshine the Abernathys, and Percival

by Victoria's stance, turned back to his work. "Whatever you

said this with a slight uptick at the end of his sentence, an inexplicable cheerfulness

Seaton. "Spare me the disgust. Tell

the dropper mixed with the colorful liquid, bubbles

rush? Once this is all over, I'll tell you.

instantly denied. "I never said I'd

to rage within

even though she knew he didn't

sought. Harrison's smug, confident demeanor

fueled her anger.

You're playing with fire!

you'd better not cross me, or

a threatening parting

disappeared that Harrison ceased his work, his

fondness for

smile, a moment lost on the all-male laboratory crew who had

they shuddered,

had sent

to the

hide

openly flaunting his devotion.

My wife was

just left before