The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 112

Vivienne was slightly taken aback. She watched Arabella walk away, noticing that all the other students gave her a wide berth like she was some sort of plague and were busy gossiping about her.

Lysander had talked to her before Arabella came back. In fact, Vivienne had received the news before Lysander.

Today, a Dr. Caleb turned himself in, admitting that he had stolen Dr. William's prescription. He was the one who taught Arabella to treat Faye and hired people to make trouble for the Hawthorn family. Arabella had just been misled by him.

So, Arabella was at most misled. Although she had done wrong, she hadn't committed a crime, so she was let go.

Since she was innocent, the school certainly couldn't expel her.

It was impressive that they found a perfect scapegoat. Dr. Caleb was actually Dr. William's protege, so it made sense that he could have stolen Dr. William's prescription.

But Arabella's situation really surprised her. She thought Arabella would crumble like an ant, but she turned out to be a cockroach that was still wriggling around even after being crushed.

Just then, Draven called. "Boss."

She asked simply, "Results?"

"It's GTO. Their base is at Golden Club."

"I meant the results of the drug experiment."

Draven paused, then cautiously said, "I'll have it sorted out for you tonight."

"Dump the body at the Golden Club. The more conspicuous, the better, and then call the police." Vivienne said coldly.

If she didn't teach these people a lesson, they would really think she was a pushover and mess with her even more.

"Won't this alert them and make them change their base?" Draven hesitated.

"They won't just have one base." Vivienne said indifferently.

"Got it." Draven added. "I looked into Arabella's case. There's a perfumer named Elijah helping her. I've sent you the information."

"Mmm." Vivienne responded faintly, hung up the phone, and started carefully examining Elijah's information.

Elijah was a twenty-one-year-old man who studied in Graslandia, the city of perfumes. After graduating from Cloudcrest High School three years ago, he apprenticed under Master Q, the most famous and mysterious perfumer in the world.

Master Q became famous worldwide five years ago for a perfume named “Hallucination.”

This perfume, from the user's perspective, started off bold and passionate, then turned seductive. The base notes were the most special thing about the perfume. Once put on, they suddenly disappeared, leaving only a faint, lingering scent.

It was like being led on during a romantic date, and when you couldn't resist any longer, the other person suddenly left, leaving you to savor the moment in regret.

Therefore, this perfume was even placed in a perfume museum.

After “Hallucination” made its debut, countless brands came knocking, seeking cooperation with Master Q, but Master Q was mysterious and elusive, and not interested in money.

So far, no one had seen Master Q's real face, and even Master Q's gender was unclear. In the past five years, he has only released three perfumes. “Hallucination,” “Abyss,” and “Fading Dream.”

But with just these three perfumes, he has earned the world's respect and was regarded as a master perfumer.

Because Master Q was hard to get in touch with, when Elijah, who claimed to be Master Q's student, appeared, major brands immediately proposed cooperation.

Elijah was really talented. Although his perfumes were not as famous as Master Q's, they were still loved by many. Combined with his handsome looks, he was affectionately called "The Perfume Prince" by fans.

The reason he helped Arabella was because he had a deep crush on her since childhood.

Percival thought to himself. "Is this really the best time to be talking about calling off their engagement?"

He pulled Vivienne into his arms and whispered in her ear. "Vivienne, I've changed my mind. I don't want to call off our engagement."

His breath brushed against her ear, sending her emotions into a whirl. She looked up at him with a serious gaze. "Don't tell me you've fallen for me?"

"If I did fall for you, would you consider us getting married for real?" He met her gaze with earnest eyes.

Vivienne blushed as she stared at him.

She blinked and cleared her throat awkwardly. "I need to get back to the office."

For some reason, looking into Percival's eyes stirred something inside her.

She wasn't sure what this feeling was.

Percival had confessed his feelings for her, and it didn't seem like he was faking it.

She didn't understand why he'd fallen for her. Nothing particularly special had happened between them. There was no deep, profound love.

She thought she'd agreed to marry Percival not because she had any feelings for him but because she wanted to find out why her mother's pendant ended up in his possession and whether he had anything to do with her mother's death.

But every time she was alone with him, she felt a strange emotion.

She had never experienced love. She didn't know what it felt like to be in love or to love someone. But she knew one thing for sure. She would never fall for Percival.

Yes, that must be it.