The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Percival shot Vivienne a glance, a flicker of light barely noticeable in his deep-set eyes.

He chuckled lightly, this little missy didn't need his protection.

When Vivienne hung up, Cordelia asked in surprise, "Vivienne, who were you just on the phone with?"

How come she heard Vivienne say she was going to bankrupt the Hawthorn family within an hour?

Even if the Hawthorn family was in a tight spot, they wouldn't go bankrupt just because Vivienne said

so.

Was Vivienne talking out of her hat because she was mad? Or did Cordelia mishear?

"Cordelia, I feel a little hungry, anything to eat in the kitchen?" Vivienne didn't explain, just sat leisurely

on the couch. When facing Cordelia, her gaze didn't have the same dominance as before, but rather a

gentleness.

"I thought you wouldn't be back for lunch, so I didn't prepare anything." Cordelia's attention immediately Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

shifted towards the kitchen, "I'll cook up some spaghetti for you, Percival, do you want some?"

"Thanks, Cordelia." Percival nodded, sat down next to Vivienne, and gently held her hand.

Vivienne tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tight.

He also just sent a message to Thomas, asking him to cooperate at all costs in the full-scale attack on

the Hawthorn family.

He knew that with Vivienne's power, she could easily defeat the Hawthorn family without his help, but

as her fiancé, it was his job to protect her.

Even though Cordelia went to the kitchen, she was still heartbroken for Vivienne, thinking about all the

things Arabella had done, but she felt helpless.

She never expected that during her noodle cooking, the Hawthorn family would be in such a mess.

Beatrice, of course, knew about Arabella accusing Vivienne of stealing credit on Twitter, she not only

knew, she was very proud of it, even participating in the troublemaking.

In her eyes, Dorian was her son, Vivienne her granddaughter, no matter how she treated them, they

couldn't defy her, let alone threaten to leave the Hawthorn family.

If it weren't for keeping Evelyn's perfume formula, she wouldn't be so mad.

Just as she was gloating, Michael suddenly called, "Mom, our perfume factory was reported for

dangerous goods and has been sealed by the authorities!"

"What?!" Beatrice immediately stood up, staring at Michael in shock, "How could this happen?"

After getting Dorian's perfume formula, she sold her jewelry and raised five million dollars, hoping this

formula would restore the Hawthorn family's glory.

Why was the Hawthorn family's perfume factory sealed at this time?

The fate of the Hawthorn family was tied to this perfume, Beatrice forced herself to stay calm, told

Michael, "Don't panic, I'll call and ask, maybe there's some misunderstanding."

Even though she said not to panic, her hand dialing the phone was shaking.

Before she could dial the number, Joseph called again, "Mom, Field Bank, Thorne Bank, Langley

Bank... they had agreed to defer our loans, but suddenly changed their minds! Now they're forcing us

to repay the loans immediately, or they'll have the courts seize the company!"

"Why, why is this happening?" Beatrice almost fainted, the Hawthorn Group was heavily in debt, they

used to negotiate with the banks, first pay the interest, then slowly repay the loans. Why did they

suddenly change their attitude now?

Before she could figure out the reason, Michael's second call came, he angrily said, "Mom! The

suppliers we negotiated with are suddenly demanding we immediately settle our debts, or they'll sue

us..."

"How could this happen, we've always worked well together..." Beatrice could only say half a sentence,

then felt a pain in her chest, tasted blood in her throat, and fainted.

Tranquil Estates.

Vivienne and Percival were sitting together at the dining table, eating spaghetti prepared by Cordelia.

She looked at her phone as one news alert after another popped up: "The Daily Chemical Group of the

Hawthorn family Accused of Tax Evasion!"

"The Hawthorn's Group Daily Hygiene Products Cause Allergic Reactions!"

"Hawthorn Factory Exploits Workers, Causing Overworked Death!"

Within half an hour, negative news about the Hawthorn family was everywhere.

Vivienne put away her phone without expression, her face devoid of any emotion, the bankruptcy of the

Hawthorn family was inevitable!

The mistakes of one person, Arabella, led to the Hawthorn family taking the fall for her.

As long as Arabella and the Hawthorn family could bear the consequences.

Percival glanced at her, raising his slender fingers to gently stroke her head, his gaze soft.

He didn't say anything, but it was as if he was telling her, not to be angry.

Cordelia was holding her phone, glancing at the news from time to time, then at Vivienne.

Even if she didn't want to look, friends who knew about her relationship with the Hawthorn family were

constantly messaging her asking about the Hawthorn family's situation.

She remembered Vivienne saying earlier that she was going to bankrupt the Hawthorn family within an

hour, she thought Vivienne was just talking nonsense.

How did so much happen to the Hawthorn family while she was just cooking them spaghetti?

It hasn't even been half an hour, has it?

How could Vivienne possibly have such power?

As she was watching Vivienne in disbelief, she saw Percival, sitting opposite Vivienne, looking at her

with softness in his eyes.

She immediately felt like she was overthinking. It must be Percival trying to get back at someone for

Vivienne, pulling some strings with the Ellington family.

Vivienne said, "Cordelia, no sweat over Mr. Hawthorn and Thaddeus. I've got people on it, making sure

they won't get a scratch."

"Alright." Cordelia, hearing this, took it as Percival had sent some people to help Vivienne protect her

family.

Danger averted, Cordelia was much calmer now. She looked at Vivienne and Percival with a face full of

relief and said in a heartfelt way, "Vivienne, Percival really cares about you, you better not let him

down."

Vivienne thought, "What?"

How did the conversation suddenly pivot to her relationship with Percival?

"Cordelia is right." Percival's cold lips curled into a small smile, then he reached out to take Vivienne's

hand, smiling meaningfully. "Vivienne, I deeply care about you, you can't let me down."

Vivienne was speechless.