The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne shot Arthur a look, pretending not to hear his objection, her long legs crossed as she sat on the sofa.

She then clicked on the third trending topic on Twitter, curious to see how Alyssa had dug her own grave this time.

Opening the tweet, there was an audio clip that played for both Sasha and Arthur to hear.

"What's going on with you and Scott? Have you been with him?"

"What does it matter to you if I've been with Scott? What right do you have to ask?"

"I'm not interested in your personal life. I've been waiting for Arthur for years..."

"Why drag my brother into our issues?"

"We're family. Why can't your brother pay for your mistakes?"

Sasha frowned, murmuring, "I never said any of that. She's clearly manipulated my voice."

Arthur, angered, added, "Sasha would never say such things. This is obviously doctored!"

Vivienne looked at the online file, the audio continuing to play, and raised a question, "When she entered, would the guards have checked her? Could she bring something that even the Linklaters couldn't detect?"

Arthur, catching on to Vivienne's implication, his gaze sharpening, said sternly, "Someone get those two guards in here now!"

It was either the guards were bribed by Alyssa to let her sneak in the recording device, or Alyssa had something so sophisticated that even the Linklaters' latest detectors couldn't pick it up, though the latter seemed highly unlikely.

from Arthur, like a lion asserting his dominance, making them exchange nervous

Vivienne's phone out

in the recording, one guard's legs trembled as he stammered, "Mr. Linklater, I swear I followed protocol and thoroughly scanned Ms. Wright with the detector! Knowing her history with being thrown out before,

devices in!" Arthur, with years of combat experience, could tell these men likely

pulled up the Linklaters' comprehensive

estate, Alyssa and Winston being scanned by two guards with a detector,

go. It's not

closer to Vivienne, watching the surveillance footage. Vivienne chuckled coldly, "Seems like there's a third possibility." All three

"Let's not sit around all morning. Let's go have breakfast;

daughter in that

flickered through Arthur's eyes, followed by a

Linklater, who was always abroad due to his diplomatic duties. Yorick, at the head of the

red-rimmed eyes,

It's my first time seeing you

having been trained by him, wasn't known for such

getting older, losing some of my former resilience." Dracon looked on in disbelief; his sister-in-law was known

table, fumed "Sasha and I are getting married tomorrow, and someone releases a recording slandering her integrity, accusic

to refute the recording's content! Sasha was so wronged she couldn't help but cry in the living

butler to bring him the

tweet, Yorick's initially stern face

but this