The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 278

Percival smirked “Even breaking his arms and legs won’t be enough”

Eddy lunged at Vivienne, but Percival held back. He watched as Vivienne’s silver needle plunged into

Eddy’s flesh

He wasn’t a doctor, so he didn’t know where the needle had hit, but after watching the man go mad, he

had to admit that Vivienne had quite the skill.

In front of everyone, Scott decided to hand Eddy over to the police

To outsiders, he appeared to be a righteous man who was willing to turn against his own family for the

sake of his daughter. But Percival saw through it. Scott wanted to save Eddy

Once Eddy was in police custody, his life would be spared

Vivienne must have seen it too, that was why she decided to take matters into her own hands

Having been with Vivienne for so long, he knew she didn’t want blood on her hands, which was why

she only crippled Eddy

But this punishment was far too lenient

Vivienne looked up at him as a smile suddenly spread across her face. You only saw me breaking his

arms and legs, but did you not notice that I fed him my specially prepared poison?”

Percival froze. He hadn’t noticed

Vivienne chuckled but said nothing more

She had fed Eddy her special poison, shadowfall, when she attacked him.

This poison was refined from a hundred different toxic herbs. It was colorless and tasteless

Shadowfall wouldn’t instantly kill a person Instead, it would slowly take over their body. It would feel like

a million bugs were gnawing away at them, ultimately affecting their brain and slowly turning them into

a lunatic

Moreover, no medical method could detect the presence of this poison

At that moment, Percival handed her a piece of strawberry cake. She took a bite and said nonchalantly.

“Soon, he’d be wishing for death

The hard part was wanting to die but not being able to

At the moment, the sound of a piano started to fill the room.

Mila had chosen a rather cheerful piece for the evening.

Perhaps because of the incident that had just transpired, she decided to lighten up the atmosphere with

her music.

Mila was indeed a skilled pianist. However, to a connoisseur, something was missing in her

performance, especially in comparison to Debra’s

“Mila sure knows how to play the piano She’s a famous pianist, after all. Not to mention, she’s

incredibly talented and beautiful. When she stood with Scott earlier they looked like the perfect couple.

Someone in the crowd commented

Most of them could only appreciate the beauty of the music but couldn’t discern its imperfections.

“Isn’t it? I heard that she hasn’t remarried since her divorce from William Pendleton The only man she’s

been close to is Scott. Don’t you think she’s into him?”

“You didn’t know? It’s not exactly a secret that she’s into Scott. It’s just that Scott hasn’t made any

moves.”

“In my opinion, since Scott is still single and Mila is clearly into him, he might as well marry her

Especially since a beautiful and talented woman like Mila is hard to come by Plus, she just helped save

this banquet. She really does fit the part of the lady of the house.”

“Wouldn’t that mean that Vivienne will have a new mom soon?”

The whispers from the crowd grew louder Mila, who was playing the piano, couldn’t help but smile at

the comments. She was rather pleased with herself, so she didn’t even notice a few wrong notes

Calista, standing by the side, looked at Vivienne with a hint of malice and resentment in her eyes.

So, what if she was Mr. Percy’s fiancée?

So, what if she was the Brooks family’s young miss?

As long as her mother married Scott, shed be the lady of the house, and Vivienne would have to live by

her rules.

It was a known fact that stepmothers were hard to deal with, and being a stepdaughter was even

harder. Especially when you have to live under the thumb of your stepmother

Vivienne heard the whispers and lifted her cool eyes to look at the confident Mila on the stage

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She wanted to be her mother?

She’d have to see if she was even qualified to have such a thought

Aside from her own mother, only Cordelia Wilson had the right to be called her mother

Mila?

Who did she think she was?

Vivienne put down her cake and headed towards the stage.

She pulled up a chair and sat next to Mila

Mila was taken aback since she was still playing. She almost stopped when she saw Vivienne

Her brows furrowed as she wondered what Vivienne was up to

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Was she planning to play with her?

Could this country girl even play the piano?

Did she even understand music?

She hoped she wasn’t planning on ruining her performance

With these thoughts in mind, Mila abruptly stopped playing and looked at Vivienne “Vivienne, what do

you think you’re doing?”

Vivienne gave her a glance “Ms Mila, playing by yourself seems a bit monotonous, how about I join

you?”

The Brooks family was taken aback

They knew Vivienne was a good pianist. She was, at the very least, better than Mila.

But why was she suddenly in the mood to play with Mila?

On the other side, Cecilia knew of Vivienne’s talent, but the rest of the Ellington family didn’t. Some

were gleeful, hoping to see Vivienne make a fool of herself, while

others were womed.

Mila frowned. “Vivienne, even though you’re Scott’s daughter, there’s a time and place for everything.

Your family just went through a scandal, and I’m trying to save your banquet What do you think you’re

doing?”

Calista’s face had darkened as well. She immediately chimed in. “Vivienne, playing the piano isn’t as

easy as you think. It’s not about hitting a few random keys Please step aside and stop disturbing my

mother

Vivienne’s icy gaze swept over Mila and Calista. She didn’t bother to respond, instead, she placed her

hands on the piano keys as her fingers slowly and gracefully tapped out a melody

She continued with the song that Mila had left unfinished

But her tone and rhythm were far superior to Mila’s

Her speed was even faster, making the song sound more upbeat and uplifting.

The melodious tune filled the hall, and everyone felt their minds cleaning and their moods improving

slightly.

Mila and Calista were completely stunned

What was happening?

How could this country bumpkin play the piano?

Vivienne turned her head and saw Mila’s dumbfounded expression. “Aren’t you going to play?” She

indifferently asked.

Vivienne’s question brought Mila out of her daze. After hearing Vivienne’s rendition, a sense of panic

unexpectedly rose in her heart

Vivienne was just too good

She felt that her own skills were nowhere near comparable

But with everyone watching her, if she didn’t play, her reputation as a pianist would be tarnished.

Mila hesitated for a moment, then plucked up the courage to play alongside Vivienne.

But the first note she played was wrong

Her mistake was glaringly obvious, and it clashed horribly with Vivienne’s harmonious piano playing.