The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Baron's forehead was scrunched up in worry.

He turned towards Scott, asking, "What's happening? Why hasn't Vivienne shown up yet?"

"I’m not sure." Scott glanced towards the staircase. "She should be out soon. Let's wait a bit longer."

Percival, with his deep-set and icy eyes, turned his gaze towards the lounge at the top of the staircase.

His stern face was devoid of any trace of emotion.

After a moment of silence, he gave out a command to Thomas. "Go check on her."

Thomas nodded. "Alright."

Just as Thomas was about to ascend the staircase, a shrill voice suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my God!

What's going on? Stardust is live streaming and claiming that the Brooks family's little princess is being

promiscuous! What the hell? Isn't the Brooks family’s little princess in the lounge?"

Thomas halted in his tracks, furrowing his brows at the speaker.

The speaker was Ashley's friend. Her eyes were widened in shock as she stared at her phone.

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly pulled out their phones to watch the live stream. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

The title boldly read, "Shocking! The Brooks family's little princess caught in the act during her own

banquet. For more details, tune in now!"

In the blink of an eye, the live stream was swarmed with viewers.

The host hadn't shown their face, and the live stream was pitch black. However, the flirtatious voices of

a man and a woman could be heard clearly.

Even though the screen was black, the seductive voice of the woman bore a striking resemblance to

Vivienne's.

"Oh my God!" Ashley instinctively scanned the room. "This can't be my cousin…"

She didn't dare finish her sentence. She was afraid of stirring up trouble and drawing attention to

herself, so she immediately shut her mouth.

Although she hadn't spoken much to Vivienne, she could still recognize her voice.

The voice wasn't exactly like Vivienne's, but it was close enough to raise doubts.

What was going on?

Wasn't Vivienne supposed to be getting ready in the lounge?

How could she be doing such a thing?

And she was streaming it?!

Ever since Vivienne returned to the Brooks family and received everyone's adoration, Ashley had

began feeling a bit uncomfortable. But she could discern that Vivienne wouldn't do such a thing.

Could this be Vivienne’s way of taking revenge against the family?

Was she seeking retaliation because Scott had mistaken Arabella for her?

"No wonder Ms. Vivienne has been refusing to come out. She's been too busy fooling around in the

lounge."

"Tsk, tsk. This Ms. Vivienne is quite something. Normally, people would do such things in secret, but

she's doing it out in the open. She’s even broadcasting it. How much does she despise her family?"

"Maybe she's just lonely. I heard that Ms. Vivienne grew up in the countryside with no one to teach her

any better. That's probably why she's doing such a shameless thing."

Amid the gossiping crowd, the large screen in the hotel's ballroom suddenly lit up.

The screen was connected to Stardust’s live stream.

The voices from the live stream echoed through the ballroom's speakers, causing the faces of the

guests to flush with embarrassment.

Especially the female guests.

Scott's face was visibly strained. Before he could say anything, Calista glanced at him. "Maybe

Vivienne isn't feeling well. Should we go check on her?" She slyly suggested.

No sooner had she spoken than she felt a chill coming from nearby.

She turned to see Percival's eyes narrowing. His gaze was as sharp as a blade, and it was aimed

directly at her. His aura was seriously intimidating; it made him seem like a demon from hell who was

ready to take a life at any moment.

Calista instinctively shivered, retracting her gaze and avoiding any further eye contact.

"Impossible!"

Richard was shaking with rage and gripping his cane tightly. "There's no way that's Vivienne! Who is

trying to tarnish her reputation at her own banquet?!"

Whoever dared to pull such a stunt under his watch was asking for trouble!

Regardless of who tried to tarnish Vivienne's reputation, he would never believe it, let alone let it slide.

Percival's icy gaze shifted away from Calista. He stood up with his hands still in his pockets and

scanned the room. His commanding presence silenced everyone.

But questions popped up.

Wasn't Percival supposed to be a nobody?

Why did he suddenly exude such a terrifying presence?

It was like he was ready to commit murder.

Percival withdrew his gaze and turned to Baron and Scott. "Baron, Scott, what do you think?"

"I, of course, believe that the person in the live stream isn't Vivienne." Baron was somewhat shocked

by Percival's sudden display of authority and was momentarily at a loss for words.

Then it clicked.

Richard's grandson, especially his most cherished one, couldn't possibly be a nobody.

"Someone check this out! Who dares to frame my daughter at her own banquet?!" Scott suddenly

commanded, "Once we find out who it is, there will be no mercy!"

Scott was the head of the Brooks family, but he had handed over the business affairs to Ronald years

ago.

After retreating from the business world, he had lost his sharp edge.

But right now, he exuded a truly threatening aura.

Upon hearing their responses, Percival nodded in satisfaction. He removed a hand from his pocket and

casually adjusted his slightly creased sleeve cuff.

"Scott's word is enough. There’s no need for you to investigate; I'll handle it. If someone plans to

sabotage my fiancée during her own banquet, they're not getting off easy."

He lifted his cold eyes, which were completely devoid of any warmth, to meet Scott's. "Wouldn't you

agree?"

Scott furrowed his brows. He pondered for a moment before finally speaking, "Vivienne is my daughter.

If anyone should defend her, it should be me." Scott's eyes met Percival's. His tone was neither cold

nor warm. "You're overstepping your bounds!"

He had no objections to Vivienne and Percival being together.

After all, the two were engaged, and as a father, he naturally had no objections.

But it was not acceptable for Percival to always try to show off in front of him.

Percival locked eyes with him. The shifting glimmer in their eyes was like a clash of swords.

After a moment, Percival’s lips curved into a slight smirk. "Fine! I hope everyone is satisfied with the

outcome you bring about."

His voice was indifferent and devoid of warmth.

But after saying this, he gave Thomas a look.

Thomas immediately understood and began heading towards the lounge.

Scott retracted his gaze, gave him a quick glance, and then turned to the crowd. "My daughter would

never do such outrageous things. I will give everyone a satisfactory answer."

Just then, the live broadcast on the public screen suddenly resumed.

A dusky pink skirt flashed by. The diamond on it was so dazzling that it was actually blinding.

"Isn't the situation clear yet? The lady of the Brooks family is nowhere to be seen, while the woman in

the live broadcast is wearing a dress that was specially made for her. Doesn't Mr. Brooks find this

whole thing ludicrous?!"

"Is she not taking us seriously?! Why is the distinguished daughter of the Brooks family publicly

behaving this way?!"