The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

The next day.

After breakfast, Vivienne intended to head to the Baker family's place first for Faye's acupuncture

treatment.

Just as she got to the entrance of the community, she spotted Percival.

Today, he was alone without Thomas by his side.

Seeing Vivienne, Percival headed over to her, "Let's go, I'll give you a lift to the Baker family."

"Aren't you supposed to have your physical education class for second period?" Vivienne asked,

surprised.

Originally, the first class yesterday afternoon was physical education, but since Vivienne had to treat

Faye, Percival accompanied her and rescheduled the physical education class to today.

"The students are not exactly thrilled about physical education, let's push it to next week."

Once the students of Class Eighteen were fully committed to studying, they had no interest in physical

education. They would rather spend all their time studying. A physical education class was scheduled

yesterday and everyone was visibly unhappy. But when they heard that the class was rescheduled to

today, they were overjoyed.

After some thought, Percival switched the class back.

Vivienne was left speechless.

Were they the two people who had the easiest time earning their wages? She suddenly felt a little guilty

about her salary

Without further words, Vivienne got in the car.

She sat in the passenger seat and Percival buckled her seatbelt for her. His face was close and he

smelled faintly good.

His slender fingers brushed against Vivienne's hand unintentionally. Oddly, her heartbeat quickened.

"You can nap for a bit. I'll wake you up when we get there." Percival's voice was as pleasant as a solo

melody.

Vivienne lifted her droopy eyes briefly, her long lashes fluttered, and she nodded.

She closed her eyes, suppressing her pounding heart.

She didn't really want to sleep, but the atmosphere in the car made her feel a bit uneasy.

She didn't feel anything towards Percival, but every time they were alone, there was this undefined

sentiment.

It was strange. She barely knew Percival, yet there was this sense of familiarity, and being with him

calmed her.

They didn't speak for the rest of the journey.

The car stopped in front of the Baker family's mansion. The door was open.

The housekeeper was nowhere to be seen.

Just as Vivienne and Percival entered, they heard a voice scolding, "You have the nerve to come? My

daughter was nearly killed by you. I haven't even settled the score with you yet, and you have the

audacity to come to us? Get out now! Or else, don't blame me for being rude!"

It was Doreen.

Vivienne and Percival exchanged a look, wisely stepping back and staying at the entrance.

Then, another voice came from inside, "Ms. Doreen, I came out of kindness to check on Ms. Faye, and

this is how you treat me? You were the ones who asked me to treat her in the first place. What, now

that she's treated, you don't know me anymore?"

Arabella usually put on a pleasant front, but she was getting angry now. Her face darkened as she

questioned Doreen.

"I never lay hands on young people. Are you trying to provoke me?" Doreen's voice was stern, "If it

weren't for not wanting to affect Faye's condition, I would have confronted you yesterday. And you dare

to question me?" Doreen shouted

"I can't believe you're this kind of person. Ungrateful. While I was treating Ms. Faye, I didn't ask for

anything in return, did I? You don't appreciate what I did, fine, but to insult me? If you continue this, I

might just make this public and let everyone see what kind of people you really are!" Arabella said.

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Since Doreen didn't call her again after yesterday, she started to feel very anxious. She worried that if

something happened to Faye, the Bakers would blame her. That's why she took a leave today to check

on Faye.

But the moment she got here, she was scolded by Doreen. How could she not be angry?

"Shameless!" Before Doreen could speak, Mia, who had been following Bertha, couldn't hold back,

"You've been living with the Hawthorn family for so many years, how could you be so brazen? Ms. Faye

took your medicine and her condition worsened. Doreen called you numerous times to come and

check, but you refused, even not answering the phone in the end."

"Do you know, Ms. Faye nearly lost her life? If it weren't for Ms. Vivienne, you might have been

arrested by the police!"

Arabella paused, then scoffed, "I see, so you're doing this because I'm an adopted daughter, you think

I'm not as important as my sister, so you're helping her to steal my credit?"

Doreen and Mia stared in disbelief, they never thought someone could be this shameless.

It was clearly her own mistake that nearly resulted in severe consequences, yet she had the audacity to

accuse Vivienne of stealing her credit?

What kind of person was this?

Arabella was indeed a renowned talent! Her way of thinking was incomparable, and her ability to distort

the facts was top-notch.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Doreen shouted in disbelief, "You made a mistake with the

prescription, almost costing my daughter's life, yet instead of reflecting on your actions, you have the

gall to blame others? You make me furious!"

"Isn't that the case?" Arabella laughed coldly, "The prescription I gave was from my teacher Dr. William,

there was nothing wrong with it. The fever and vomiting were normal reactions, it would pass and get

better. You asked my sister to treat Faye at this time, isn't that stealing my credit?"

"You, you really are..." Doreen was so angry she couldn't find the words to say.

In retrospect, she was somewhat at fault.

It was her who heard that Arabella had cured Percival and hastily invited Faye over for treatment. She

didn't investigate in detail and just trusted Arabella's words.

Now, what Arabella said made sense, and she found herself unable to refute.

"You have to give me an explanation, or else, I won't let this slide." Arabella said coldly.

Doreen was fuming mad, and if you really dig into it, Arabella seemed to have a point.

Was she seriously out of moves against Arabella?

Just then, Bertha's voice echoed from outside, "Ms. Vivienne, Mr. Ellington, why are you two just

standing there? Come on in!"

Bertha, fresh from her morning workout, was taken aback to find Vivienne and Percival loitering at the

doorstep with sour faces.

She invited Vivienne and Percival in, and upon spotting Arabella, her eyebrows shot up and her face

took a serious turn.

She was about to blow her top, but Arabella beat her to it, storming over to Vivienne and demanding,

"What the hell did I do wrong? Why are you treating me like this? That guy was not even your save,

why are you stealing my thunder?"