The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 961

Robbie eyed him with suspicion, "You're not gonna fight me for the Wright inheritance?"

Robbie smirked coldly, "What I've always wanted isn't the Wright fortune, but all of you."

Robbie squinted, "What do you mean?"

"Do you know how Dad really died?"

Colin's tone was casual, but Robbie's eyes reddened at his words, "Colin, what are you trying to say?"

Ignoring Robbie's anger, Colin calmly laid out the truth.

"You all think Dad died in a car crash fleeing the pressure from Grandpa, choosing love over the Wright legacy. But what if I told you, Dad actually took his own life!"

Robbie's face went pale, "You're talking nonsense!"

"Dad was driven to his death by your mom, that woman. If it hadn't been for her, Dad wouldn't have died, my mom wouldn't have been driven to suicide, and the entire Wright legacy would have been mine. All of this is on you."

After having enough of Robbie's hysteria, Colin decided not to reveal the whole truth.

Sometimes, the less you know, the more it leads to speculation.

Brushing off nonexistent dust, he planned to leave, "Even if I told you, you wouldn't understand. I came here just to tell you that you think Grandpa can't do without you, but in reality, you're just paving the way for Winston."

"Stop right there!"

Robbie, unwilling to accept this, couldn't believe Grandpa would entrust the vast Wright legacy to a kid, "You're saying Grandpa values Winston more?"

Colin laughed, his gaze cold as it landed on Robbie's incredulous face, a sense of triumph surging within him, "Exactly, but even Winston is just the same."

"In his eyes, we're all just pawns."

Pawns meant to follow orders!

As Colin left the manor, heading back, the butler's voice echoed, "The old man said just to deliver the items and not to meddle in anything else."

Colin slipped behind a wall, watching as several people made their way deeper into the manor.

Their target wasn't Robbie.

circumvented them and

The next day.

At the Linklater residence.

the morning, "Robbie is trapped; the old man

Hunter alone,

over the gathered info to

texted Matthew, "Make the Wrights

Downstairs.

and Sasha were head to head, sitting at a low table preparing the

the two families and the Perez side,

invitations stacked beside their

writing names, feeling a sense of déjà

felt oddly

isn't the wedding

overwhelmed by the list of names, nearly snapped

you say it's far? Have you even checked the

Vivienne: "The 12th."

wedding

supposed to be at the end of

made sure it was a good day in both the lunar and Gregorian calendars. Even the heavens

Vivienne fell silent.

was this month, forgetting to

Wolf was

yours too. Don't wait till the day before to

I've already written the ones for your master and

delegate all these tasks to Mr.

called Percival, he seemed to be finalizing the venue's floral arrangements and

realized how cumbersome wedding planning could

wedding being sorted in a day, with only the invitations personally written

"Vivienne?"

said, "Mr. Wolf, I just found out when our wedding is. Is it too late?"

"Really?"

blinked, "And

the list of

"Okay."

up, Vivienne immediately received Percival's list of

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