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.

Vivienne was determined not to let anyone ruin

week later, at the

Hunter's return, he was

home and throwing a fit, he demanded Robbie Colin be brought

informed, "Sir, Colin fell severely ill out of the blue two days ago. The hospital couldn't diagnose him, and now he's isolated in his room under a family doctor's

snorted, "A

flying ashtray to the forehead, blood trickling down his

the ashtray and respectfully offered it back. "Grandfather, I'm unaware of my

in national secrets, and you

his gaze, his face not betraying any deceit. "Grandfather, I truly had

in authority, watched Robbie intently. "And the billions under your control, where did

face paled slightly but he kept his head down. "Grandfather, Alyssa did provide funds, but those were from her

scoffed, "You've managed the company for years. You should know Alyssa's financial standing. If she were that capable, she'd be in charge, not

voice turned sinister, "Robbie, I'm not dead

all." "Serve your punishment. Don't show your face for seven days. After I've made up my mind,

shaken, accepted

to

his presence imposing in black attire, his voice cold. "Better for her if she's dead. Just

desperately trying to administer medicine to her brother, who was too

should go to the hospital. You can't keep going like this.

"Cough, cough!"

frowned, gesturing for her to leave. "Brianna, go back.

point of tears, Brianna practisisted, "Bro, you're practically on death's door! I'm calling Grandpa right now.

opened. Seeing who entered, Brianna swallowed

a grunt, focusing on

handed Colin a pill. "Take

swallowed it and offered

"Colin, don't think me heartless. The Wright family can't afford to lose you or Robbie, especially with