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.

two guards came in, they felt the intense pressure emanating from Arthur, like a lion asserting his

recording from Vivienne's phone out loud on the

"Mr. Linklater, I swear I followed protocol and thoroughly scanned Ms. Wright with the detector! Knowing her history

check Ms. Wright carefully. We didn't intentionally let her bring any electronic devices in!" Arthur, with years of

laptop keyboard, pulled up the Linklaters'

Linklaters' estate, Alyssa and Winston being scanned by two guards with a detector, not missing any

It's not their fault," Vivienne

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

belly, suggested, "Let's not sit around all morning. Let's go have breakfast; dad should be

exchanged between mother and daughter in that moment mirrored each other

eyes,

to his diplomatic duties. Yorick, at the head of the table, served Sasha a fried egg and handed Vivienne a glass of

Sasha's red-rimmed eyes, Yorick's

been crying? It's my first time seeing you

him, wasn't known for such

amidst her vulnerability, "Dad, I'm fine. Just getting older, losing some of my former

someone releases a recording slandering her integrity, accusic of mistreating Alyssa and extending her wrath to Alyssa's

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

butler to bring him the

through the comments under the tweet, Yorick's initially stern face

this is beyond. Disloyal,