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.

Mr. Wolf, Vivienne was determined not to let anyone ruin her wedding

week later, at the Wright

was immediately

and throwing a fit, he demanded

two days ago. The hospital couldn't diagnose him,

"A

a flying ashtray to the

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

involvement in national secrets, and you

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

watched Robbie intently. "And the billions under your

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

be in

sinister, "Robbie, I'm not

all." "Serve your

shaken, accepted

dared to ask, "Grandfather, what of

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

to administer medicine to her

to the hospital. You can't

"Cough, cough!"

for her to leave.

tears, Brianna practisisted, "Bro, you're practically on death's door! I'm calling Grandpa

cut off as the door opened. Seeing

barely acknowledged her with a

a pill. "Take

Colin swallowed it and offered a

me heartless. The Wright family can't afford