The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Cathy's face turned ashen, and she swallowed down everything she had intended to say.

But inside, she was seething. Her glare toward Vivienne was as sharp as a blade.

She could put up with Percival's incompetence, but Vivienne, a country bumpkin who thought she could

steal the affections of Richard?

In her dreams!

Since Vivienne had decided to visit on short notice, not everyone in the Ellington family was present.

Only Ryan's family, who had heard the news, and a few women whom his wife, Cathy, had purposely

stirred up to embarrass Vivienne were there.

They were almost choked with rage at the sight.

"Alright, alright, everyone disperse. I want to have a word with Vivienne." Richard waved his hand,

indicating that everyone should leave the room.

Paul felt a rush of anger. "When I brought Lisa home last time, you weren't this welcoming, Grandpa."

Richard glanced at him. "Who did you bring home? Can she even compare to Vivienne?"

"And why can't she compare? Lisa is much more polite than this girl. She even brought you a gift. Have

you forgotten?" Paul countered.

Upon hearing this, Richard became livid. "You have the audacity to talk about gifts? What a load of

crap!"

Paul remembered that when he brought Lisa last time, she had gifted Richard a kidney supplement.

She thought it would help the old man regain his strength. What was wrong with that?

After watching Paul being scolded, Cathy quickly jumped in. "Whether good or bad, it was a heartfelt

gesture from Paul and his girlfriend. How can you not appreciate it, Dad? We aren't greedy, but as a

wealthy family, we should observe some manners."

Richard was about to fire back when Percival suddenly spoke. “Grandpa, Vivienne has brought you a

gift.”

He gave Thomas a nod, who immediately brought the gift over.

"Richard, this is a special gift prepared by Vivienne for you."

"Cecilia, this is yours, and there's one for Nathan as well."

Cecilia instantly noticed the elegant dress in the transparent gift box. It was simple yet opulent. It was a

piece of art!

Cecilia held it gently in her arms as her eyes sparkled with delight.

"Is this a Charles' design?" Cathy recognized the distinctive logo at once.

Upon seeing this, others expressed their astonishment as well. "This... this can't be a fake, can it?"

"It doesn't look like it. With this design and material, it couldn't be a fake."

"Maybe it's rented."

"Even if it's rented, it wouldn't come cheap!"

Cecilia, with her sharp ears, heard Cathy and the others' whispers.

"What fake? What rented? This is a design by Charles herself. It’s specifically for me! It’s a one-of-a-

kind piece in the whole world."

How could her daughter-in-law's designs be fake?

They wished Vivienne could design for them, but they should check if they even deserve it.

"Master Charles is hard to get a hold of. How could she possibly design clothes for you?" Cathy

sneered. "Cecilia, you wouldn't have bought a fake to save dignity for your daughter-in-law, would

you?"

Even though Vivienne's identity as Charles was revealed in Havenwood, Matthew quickly removed the

news from the internet.

Cathy, as a top-tier socialite, had no interest in the news of Havenwood's upper class.

So, she had no idea that Vivienne was Charles.

“Hmph!” Cecilia gave her a nonchalant look. “Just because you can’t get in touch with Charles doesn’t

mean I can’t.”

She couldn’t be bothered to explain to Cathy.

Of course, she wouldn’t reveal that Vivienne was Charles.

If everyone started requesting Vivienne to design their dresses, how tired would she be?

This honor was for her alone to enjoy.

Cathy, taken aback, fell silent, all the while casting envious glances at the dress.

In Rivenwood’s high society, who wouldn’t want a dress designed by Charles?

Yet, it was Cecilia who had it.

She could only console herself by believing that Cecilia’s dress was a fake.

After failing to get a positive response from Cecilia, Cathy turned to Richard. “Dad, what’s your gift?”

Richard held a simple wooden box in his hands.

He opened it with a bright smile to reveal an elegant and vintage wooden bead bracelet, which seemed

perfect for an old man.

"I thought it would be something special, but it's just a wooden bead bracelet." Paul scoffed as a look of

disdain appeared on his face.

Richard shot him a glare. "If you don't want to stay here, then get out."

With that, he took out the wooden bead bracelet and wore it on his wrist, looking highly pleased.

"Vivienne, your gift is just perfect for me."

At his age and status, money was no longer of much value to him.

A gift that was chosen with heart was what mattered.

It was evident that Vivienne had chosen the bracelet with care.

"What a pleasant smell! What is it?" Someone suddenly caught a whiff of a soothing fragrance that

seemed to instantly rejuvenate them.

"This is..." Ryan Ellington, Richard's oldest son, who had been silent till now, suddenly noticed the

symbol on Richard's bracelet.

He startled and exclaimed, "Specter Healer?!"

"What's a Specter Healer?" Everyone was surprised.

Both Richard and Percival were taken aback, not comprehending the situation.

Paul was still clueless.

Ryan, however, was already fired up. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

It was indeed the mark of the Specter Healer. And if he wasn't mistaken, the bracelet was made from a

unique tree found only in the South Mountains. It was said that when combined with certain herbs, it

could cure all ailments.

The fragrance from the bracelet was already lifting their spirits.

If he wore it around his wrist daily, the old man would probably live well past a hundred and still be as

spry as ever.

"What is this thing? Is it valuable?" Cathy asked, her eyebrows furrowing at everyone's shock.

She didn't bother asking silly questions like who Specter Healer was. She just wanted to know if the

bracelet was worth any money.

Specter Healer's remedies were worth at least ten million on the market.

Ryan gave Cathy a nod, and his solemn expression was enough to indicate that this item's worth was

not something that could be summed up as simply "valuable."

It was exceedingly valuable.

Ryan and Cathy then remembered that Vivienne was a country bumpkin. Where did she get the money

to buy something so valuable?

Not to mention Cecilia's designer gown.

All of these must have been bought by Percival for Vivienne to show off in front of the Ellington family.

"This bracelet looks nice, but it surely can't be as valuable as that gemstone, right?" Cathy raised her

brows and spoke nonchalantly.