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.

Abigail targeted Mr. Wolf, Vivienne was determined not

later, at

Hunter's return, he was

fit, he demanded

blue two days ago. The hospital couldn't diagnose him, and now he's

snorted, "A

greeted by a flying ashtray to

his expression, Robbie picked up the ashtray and respectfully offered it back. "Grandfather,

eyed him coldly. "Alyssa's involvement in national

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

seated in authority, watched Robbie intently. "And the

head down. "Grandfather, Alyssa did provide funds,

years. You should know Alyssa's financial standing. If she were that capable, she'd be in charge, not you." "And, I've heard about the company. You tried to take my

voice turned sinister, "Robbie, I'm not

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

shaken, accepted

dared to

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

trying to administer medicine

go to the hospital. You

"Cough, cough!"

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

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

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

with a grunt,

a pill. "Take

and offered a weak smile.

Wright family can't afford to lose you or Robbie,