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."

some aspects, Vivienne did protect her husband's dignity. Their private training sessions, where she hadn't beaten her husband, were their own secret enjoyment. No need to

stay out of it, she turned back to face Gavin with Percival,

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

Gavin with resentment and dissatisfaction. He had struggled for so long to reach his current position. Why should Percival easily inherit the position within the Ellington family? The more he thought about it, the more jealous he became. Gavin's eyes narrowed, "I am, after all, your elder! Is this how Richard

whizzed past Gavin's temple! A strand of his white hair fluttered to the ground as the knife, after flying through the air, thudded into the double-pane glass

few steps: There's a murderous aura, not safe to stay

Vivienne, with stars in her eyes, looked at Percival, "Mr. Wolf, not bad. Your throwing knife skills have improved. But,

over Vivienne. Then, turning back to Gavin, his

is a warning." Percival's gaze was intimidating, making Gavin, despite being of similar age to

saying this, as if even

Percival quickly looked away and left the room with Vivienne. The dozen men departed as swiftly as they had arrived. The previously crowded room was now empty again, deaving Seaton swallowing hard. His glance at Gavin, trying not to notice Gavin's trembling legs and the cold sweat on his

man taking a step forward with difficulty. Making sure he wouldn't embarrass himself by falling, he then roared with a cold

to

wait or not was unknown, but if Victoria heard about this, she'd probably die laughing. At this moment, he also pondered the question Vivienne had raised. Why did Gavin become the head of the family in the first place? How could Gavin's intelligence give rise to such a...

family's fall, the mystery remained unsolved. But now

"Master, we can't get through to Vivienne.

gaze, then whispered in Gavin's ear upon his signal, "We can't touch Vivienne. How about we go after Dorian Hawthorn, and Kaitlyn's in-laws? I heard those two old fools

Gavin's pupils constricted. The

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