The Million-Dollar Heart

Working at a high-end fashion boutique in the heart of Beverly Hills, memorizing the A-list clientele and their preferences was part of Emily's daily grind. The Rivenwood circuit, a tight-knit community of the city's elite, was her playground, and she prided herself on recognizing virtually every face that graced the store.

Yet, Percival and Vivienne were somewhat of an enigma. Rarely seen on the shopping circuit and despite Vivienne's brief stint in the tabloids, her story was quickly buried under more sensational news. Being the direct descendant of Arthur and the granddaughter of Jasper was common knowledge within these circles, but that was where the familiarity ended, especially for someone outside these social loops like Emily.

So when Vivienne dropped names like the Brooks family, the Ellington family, the Perez family, and the Linklater family, Emily couldn't hide her surprise.

The Brooks family, recently risen stars with a simple family structure of just four, had seen better days before Scott's scandal. Yet, thanks to Ronald and Timothy Brooks, they managed to maintain their standing, resulting in two factions within the same family name in Rivenwood.

For Emily, working for any of the Brooks families would be a step up, not to mention the prestigious Ellington, Perez, and Linklater families.

Initially mistaking Vivienne for an ordinary shopper based on her attire, Emily was taken aback by the revelation of her significant connections.

"You should thank yourself," Vivienne remarked coolly, brushing off Emily's gratitude as if it were nothing.

Had Emily judged her too quickly, she could only imagine the backlash, not just from Vivienne but from Percival too.

you so much!" Emily managed, relief and gratitude mingling

her dramatic flair in Beverly Hills,

and unbothered, simply replied, "Vivienne. I'll be waiting for your revenge," her voice icy,

vowed not to let this go, but Vivienne, already turning away,

boutique, the air around Vivienne and

Brianna making a scene inside, Vivienne couldn't help but smirk, "The Wright

the protector, reassured her, "Don't let that

admirers, and him jesting about undergoing a makeover for her sake. It was all in good fun, but underlying their jests

Wright family mansion, a sprawling estate with its grand fountain and endless rose gardens, stood as a testament to their legacy.

calm in the chaos, listened as she recounted her humiliation, promising retribution in

Vivienne hung in the air-a new player in the age-old game of high

her eyes sharp as knives.

her hair. "Why don't you check on Alyssa? I thought you

Brianna's eyes as she rolled them. "Are you out of your mind, bro? Can't you see I can't I stand her? Always acting