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?"

She wasn't too supportive of our marriage, so we

gravity of his words, Dorian looked around and whispered, "Vivienne, is there

past

there was cause for alarm,

seemed

to ease Dorian's fears, "Just thought it curious, given how different she seems from Cordelia and that you never mentioned her before." Dorian, relieved by her explanation, shared more

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

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 still at large and Dorian and Cordelia's safety her

Vivienne was greeted by the comforting sight

or Percival as

called out from the kitchen, holding a cake mold, "Just a bit longer, the

at the kitchen bar, watching Percival meticulously spread frosting on a strawberry cheesecake, feeling utterly

didn't have to rush

his care for her, "I called Cordelia. Knew you were on your way back, so I didn't

she had received, placed it beside her, catching

he inquired, seeing the

gratitude from Cordelia's sister," Vivienne replied,

sensed her mood, "Something happened while treating

concerns about Abigail's elusive powers and the recent suspicious behavior of

to conclusions. I'll have someone keep

all they could do was wait for

Cordelia, "Cordelia mentioned something about

their system, both physically and mentally compromised. Even with recovery, it's uncertain if

"Physical injuries can heal, but mental scars are harder

safety of the Dorian family but also help the child adjust emotionally." After a moment,