The Million-Dollar Heart

Vivienne stood silently, her gaze fixed on Hailey's face, unwavering.

It was a tense moment, and just when Hailey seemed like she couldn't take the pressure anymore, Vivienne finally spoke up, her voice calm and collected. "Auntie, you can go back now. My parents are here; we don't need outsiders."

Hailey choked on her words, ready to retort.

But Vivienne narrowed her eyes, a chill aura suddenly radiating from her. "Auntie, I'd advise you not to test me at this moment. I'm not any less capable than my mom."

Hailey shivered, memories of a previous encounter flashing through her mind.

With a resentful glance at Vivienne, Hailey muttered under her breath and walked away.

Percival approached just in time to see Vivienne watching Hailey leave, a storm of emotions swirling in her narrowed eyes.

"Was it her?"

Vivienne pursed her lips. "No, there's been no change in her aura."

"So, it's two different people then," Percival concluded.

Vivienne's voice was grave. "Impossible. I would've noticed two distinct presences in such a short time unless she, too, possesses powers equal to ours."

Percival frowned. "Ethan Grimshaw once mentioned that Abigail was exceptionally strong, bulletproof even. Maybe her abilities are beyond our knowledge." "Whatever powers she holds, she won't escape this time," Vivienne stated, her fist clenched tight, determination clear in her posture.

Percival's eyes darkened at the sight.

Back in the hospital room, Arthur had already summoned his men to take care of Alyssa on the floor and "Winston" on the bed. Percival politely said, "Dad, we'll report this to the higher-ups. There's no need for you to get involved directly."

Arthur scoffed, "Why not? We're family. You do your investigation, and don't sweat the small stuff."

Vivienne nodded, "Thanks, dad."

She indeed had bigger fish to fry.

unclear why Abigail targeted Mr. Wolf, Vivienne was determined not to let anyone ruin her wedding with Mr.

at

Hunter's return, he was immediately

he demanded

ill out of the blue two days ago. The hospital couldn't diagnose him, and now

snorted, "A

greeted by a flying ashtray to the forehead, blood

up the ashtray and respectfully offered it back.

coldly. "Alyssa's involvement in national secrets, and

his face not betraying any deceit. "Grandfather, I truly had no knowledge of

the billions under your control, where

down. "Grandfather, Alyssa did provide funds, but those were from her investments,

she'd be in charge, not you." "And, I've heard about the company. You tried to take my place while I was

sinister, "Robbie, I'm not dead

wanted to assert some control over dissenters, that's all." "Serve your punishment. Don't show your face for seven days. After I've made up my mind, I'll decide what to

visibly shaken, accepted the

leaving, he dared to ask, "Grandfather,

in black attire, his voice cold. "Better for her if

desperately trying to administer medicine to

go to the hospital. You can't

"Cough, cough!"

her to leave. "Brianna, go back. I'm

you're practically on death's door! I'm calling Grandpa right now. If this

the door opened. Seeing who entered, Brianna swallowed hard,

her with a grunt, focusing on

handed Colin a pill. "Take

offered a weak smile. "Thank you,

can't afford to