The Million-Dollar Heart

Alyssa raised an eyebrow, her mind racing to catch up with the conversation.

For five years, despite the swirling rumors about Winston's origins, one thing was undeniable: his standing within the Wright family was unshakably higher than theirs.

Hunter truly treated him like his favorite grandson, showering him with affection.

Robbie had tried digging into Winston's true background, to no avail.

And with Hunter's doting, if he ever found out about the rivalry between Robbie and Colin Wright, it wasn't far-fetched to think he might groom Winston as the Wright family's heir.

That would mean all of Robbie's painstaking efforts over the years would simply pave the way for someone else.

Realizing this, Alyssa bluntly asked, "You want me to get rid of him."

Only with Winston out of the picture could anyone truly threaten Robbie's influence in the family.

Robbie shook his head lightly, "No need for you to dirty your hands. He's fond of the Linklaters, right? Just find an excuse for him to go to them. Should anything 'unfortunate' happen en route, we're not involved."

Alyssa got the message.

Winston was always talking about Sasha. If something happened, she could just pin it on Sasha.

Before Robbie left, Alyssa suddenly asked, "And what about Brianna? Same deal?"

Robbie's gaze darkened, "Colin won't keep her around. If he wants a scapegoat, why shouldn't I oblige?"

In the room, Alyssa's eyes were cold and calculating.

As long as they could pin Winston's demise on Sasha...

With Sasha, the Linklater matriarch, accused of murder, Alyssa was keen to see how this 'lovely lady' would manage to maintain her footing within the Linklaters.

The next day.

Vivienne was rudely awakened by a barrage of texts on her phone.

Seeing the first name that popped up, she immediately hit 'mute'.

exploded with over a dozen messages, each

Perez: "What's going on? Vivienne's getting married,

"A wedding? You've got to

"Oh no, I just saw the news. My Vivienne's getting married? This

"Where's Leopold? Drag him out here! How could he keep this from us until now? Is

this from us, and neither would our master." Enzo: "I agree. A wedding's a huge deal. Vivienne wouldn't hide it from us. We're like siblings, and our master wouldn't forget

you guys sure you're not misunderstanding our

a second, then a very ominous voice message

"Leopold, show yourself!"

knee-deep in work, shuddered

"Guys, I swear it wasn't me. I only found out last night, and I wasn't the one who

and you're telling us you, right beside Vivienne, only found out last night? Pull the

if it wasn't you by Vivienne's side, then

scot-free. If we miss Vivienne's wedding,

it when he noticed Percival looming behind him, eyeing

he said, "Percival, I swear I didn't breathe a word. They must've found out some other way, not

him a chilling look,

one who sent

Leopold, "..."

were right; this guy

"Can't we just be normal

disinterestedly, "Oh, there's a house

exhausting! I've been at it non-stop for three days. Plus, I've cleaned everything, even the

circled the room, inspecting it briefly before nodding, "Vivienne likes things fresh. There are two estates in the suburbs that haven't been occupied for a while. Go oversee their refurbishment and take

Leopold, "..."

human or

well be

had it better than

his thoughts, merely warned, "Remember, you

Leopold, "Utterly shameless!"

Meanwhile, at the Linklaters'.

at the sixty-plus missed calls on her phone, ignoring all but the last one from Dorian, half an hour