The Million-Dollar Heart

Stepping into the elevator, Vivienne glanced at the antique locket glinting with a soft golden hue in her hand before slipping it into her pocket. The piece meant little to her personally, but for Cordelia's family, it might hold significant value.

Vivienne headed downstairs, coincidentally bumping into Dorian, who had just returned.

Spotting Vivienne, Dorian hastened his steps, waving excitedly. "Vivienne!"

With a smile, Vivienne greeted back, "Dorian, back so early?"

Setting his briefcase aside, Dorian shared, "Cordelia called me at noon, mentioned you dropped by. Figured I'd head home early since the office was slow today."

Vivienne always knew Dorian cared deeply for her, but it still warmed her heart to feel it afresh.

"How's the company doing, Dorian?"

Dorian, eager to discuss, mentioned, "Actually, we're planning to launch a new product before the year ends, alongside our classic range. It should help us better integrate into the local market. What do you think?"

Dorian was always full of ideas when it came to the business.

Though he often discussed these matters with Cordelia, Vivienne, being a significant investor, had a unique perspective.

Dorian hoped for Vivienne's approval on these strategic decisions.

Vivienne reassured him with a smile, "You're more than capable of making these decisions, Dorian."

Relieved, Dorian then remembered the purpose of Vivienne's visit. "Oh, right, Vivienne. You came to check on Flynn, didn't you?"

"I heard from Cordelia about the poor kid. He's family, after all. We should help when we can."

Vivienne pursed her lips, asking, "Dorian, how long has it been since Cordelia saw her sister?"

too supportive of our marriage, so we lost touch after tying the knot. Heard she moved away, haven't seen

Dorian looked around

concern stemmed from a past incident that had left

cause for alarm, especially if Cordelia hadn't

seemed genuine,

it curious, given how different she seems from Cordelia and that you never mentioned her before." Dorian, relieved by

was time to leave, "Dorian, I've told Cordelia I'll be around more

appreciated her commitment,

trying to get close to the Brooks family in Havenwood. Look into this Delilah too." Her instincts urged caution, especially with Abigail

sight of lights on and the aroma of

as he was known,

her arrive, Percival called out from the kitchen, holding a cake mold, "Just a bit longer, the cake's almost

washing up, Vivienne sat at the kitchen bar, watching Percival meticulously spread frosting on a strawberry cheesecake, feeling

you didn't have to rush cooking dinner

care for her, "I called Cordelia. Knew you were on your

she had received, placed it beside her,

this?" he inquired, seeing

of gratitude from Cordelia's sister," Vivienne replied,

"Something happened while treating the

and the recent suspicious behavior of

someone keep a

agreed, knowing all they could do was wait for more

heard from Cordelia, "Cordelia mentioned something about that kid. What's

kid's got toxins in their system,

can heal, but mental scars are harder

only ensure the safety of the Dorian family but also help the child adjust emotionally." After a