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.

the two guards came in, they felt the intense pressure emanating from Arthur, like

phone out loud

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!

him check Ms. Wright carefully. We didn't intentionally let her bring any electronic devices in!" Arthur, with years of combat experience, could tell these men likely weren't lying. Moreover, it wasn't easy

fingers flying over her laptop keyboard, pulled up the

of the Linklaters' estate, Alyssa and Winston

go. It's not their fault," Vivienne

surveillance footage. Vivienne chuckled coldly, "Seems like there's a

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

and daughter in

through Arthur's eyes, followed by a

breakfast except for Hector Linklater, who was always abroad due to his diplomatic duties. Yorick, at the head of the table, served Sasha a fried egg and handed

Sasha's red-rimmed eyes,

my first time seeing you cry," Yorick asked, visibly

him, wasn't

vulnerability, "Dad, I'm fine. Just getting older, losing some of my former resilience." Dracon looked on in disbelief; his sister-in-law was known for her fierceness, adept in both intellect and combat, even more intimidating than his brother at

hand on the table, fumed "Sasha and I are getting married tomorrow, and someone releases a recording slandering her integrity, accusic of mistreating Alyssa and extending her wrath to

content! Sasha was so wronged she couldn't help but cry

the butler to bring him

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

but this is