The Million-Dollar Heart

Gavin was fuming at Vivienne's words. Cursing her audacity, he regretted ever thinking of striking a deal with this woman. The memory of his mother's ashes turning to dust made him stand abruptly, his smile twisted as he said, "Since you're not willing to help, don't blame me for not being nice!"

"Last time, for my mother's sake, Vivienne, let's settle our scores today!"

With a gesture from Gavin, the bodyguards surrounding them were about to surge forward.

Vivienne's gaze was icy, but she showed no sign of panic.

Before anyone could move, the door of the private room was kicked open with a bang. Percival strode in with Leopold and others, "Who are you trying to settle scores with?!"

Behind him, a dozen bodyguards in black suits followed into the room, encircling Gavin and his men.

With an effortless stretch of his arm, Percival showed no regard for Gavin's crew. He pulled Vivienne behind him, his eyes filled with concern, "Are you alright?"

Vivienne pushed him gently, "Mr. Wolf, have you forgotten our training sessions together?"

"You've sparred with Percival?" Leopold peeked out from behind, not worried about Vivienne getting hurt. His Vivienne was invincible. The men Gavin had stood no chance against her. It was only Percival who was overly concerned.

Percival's face briefly stiffened, a crack appearing in his icy demeanor. Glancing at Leopold dispassionately, he said, "Our marital affairs are none of your business."

protect her husband's dignity. Their private training sessions, where she hadn't beaten her husband, were their own secret enjoyment. No need to share that with

it, she turned back to face Gavin with Percival,

"So what if you offended them? A beaten dog, nothing to

don't push it!" Being overpowered by a junior, especially one from the Ellington family, filled Gavin with resentment and dissatisfaction. He had struggled for so long to reach his current position. Why should Percival easily inherit the position within

past Gavin's temple! A strand of his white hair fluttered to the ground as the

a few steps: There's a murderous aura,

stars in her eyes, looked at Percival, "Mr. Wolf, not bad. Your throwing knife skills

swept over Vivienne. Then, turning back to Gavin, his expression was ice-cold again, "You

of similar age to Victoria, feel an inexplicable fear, "Next time, Gavin, this knife will pierce

as if

departed as swiftly as they had arrived. The previously crowded room was now empty again, deaving Seaton swallowing hard. His glance at

difficulty. Making sure he wouldn't embarrass himself by falling, he then roared with a cold voice, "Percival! You just

to himself

heard about this, she'd probably die laughing. At this moment, he also pondered the question Vivienne had raised. Why did Gavin become

fall, the mystery remained

get through to

can't touch Vivienne. How about we go after Dorian Hawthorn, and Kaitlyn's in-laws? I heard those two old fools are stil

Gavin's pupils constricted. The

behind his mother's tombstone, Gavin's hatred surged uncontrollably. But the thought