The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 893

Vivienne stood off to the side, observing the scene with a displeased furrow in her brow.

She spoke softly to the staff member, "Could you please bring the paperwork? I'll sign it now, and if there's anything else, you can contact me later."

The staff member, having no other choice and facing such an unreasonable person, nodded in agreement.

It was then that Brianna noticed Vivienne, her voice dripping with scorn, "Standing outside the Century Mall, munching on street food, and you think you can afford a custom ring from Promise?" Vivienne's gaze darkened, the atmosphere growing tense as she coldly replied, "Eating street food means I can't afford a diamond ring?"

The staff member, too, was taken aback. After all, it was rare to see street vendors near the Century Mall, and what did it matter if Ms. Hawthorn enjoyed street food? Surely, that was preferable to dealing with a temperamental client who looked down on everything and everyone.

Hastily, the staff member interjected, "Ms. Hawthorn has just placed an order for a set of rings worth eight million dollars."

Brianna laughed mockingly, "Her? Afford it? Did you actually see her pay? Or swipe a card? No wonder Promise remains a niche brand with employees like you. Real clients like us are probably driven away by your kind."

"Letting such poor people in only pollutes the air of Century Mall." Brianna folded her arms, her gaze filled with disdain and arrogance.

member couldn't hold back any longer, "What's wrong with eating at a street vendor? Not everyone has the same tastes or means, and you have no right to belittle that choice." Vivienne gave the staff member an appreciative look. It was rare

enraged by the response, stormed up to the staff member, grabbed her by the hair, and slapped her across the face, "How dare you disrespect me? I'm a paying

in the staff member's eyes, unaccustomed to such barbaric behavior. She bit her lip, "Even if I lose my job,

arm, her touch icy, her gaze sharp as

now, are you? I'll

Vivienne, shielding her, and swiftly dealt with Brianna's bodyguards as they rushed him. His movements precise and powerful, leaving the

they were no

for her guards to intervene, but they stood back, knowing better than to confront

for injuries with

"I asked you to wait for me. Why

her voice soft and apologetic, melting Percival's

"I'm not

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