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The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 239

Summary for Chapter 239: The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Chapter Summary: Chapter 239 – The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) by Rebecca Ryan

In Chapter 239, a key moment in the Billionaires novel The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne), Rebecca Ryan delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Ronald hastily handed his phone to Paula as if it were a ticking bomb, not wanting to hold it for even a second longer.

Paula, puzzled, took the phone, only to get an earful of Baron's fury. "Are you out of your mind?! If you've got nothing better to do, stay at your own place! If you dare upset Vivienne again and get Old Richard on my case, don't even think about stepping foot in our mansion again!"

Paula's face turned ashen with fury, but she could not retaliate against Baron. She muttered an apology and hung up the call.

...

Third floor.

The Brooks family had arranged for Percival to stay next to Vivienne’s room. After he entered his room alone, Melissa and Ashley accompanied Vivienne into her room.

However, they didn't linger, exchanged a few words, and left, closing the door behind them.

But as Ashley was about to leave, she stretched her neck back in and emphasized rather ‘thoughtfully,’ "Don’t worry. We all know how much you despise Arabella. So even though she lived in this room before, we've replaced everything. Take your time settling in."

After saying that, she retracted her head as her gaze subtly swept over Percival's door. She then followed Melissa downstairs.

Arabella had lived here?

Ha!

Vivienne stood alone in the room, observing the layout and its furnishings.

Just from the room's layout, it was clear that Scott had made a significant effort for his long-lost daughter.

The room was spacious and well-lit; furthermore, all the furniture and bedding were obviously brand new. The balcony was filled with blooming flowers, and the vanity was filled with top-brand skincare products, as if they were unsure which one she preferred, so they just got them all.

The wardrobe was crammed full of luxury-brand women's clothing. It even included lingerie.

Seemingly unsure of her size, they had bought all sizes just in case.

Vivienne looked at the pile of pretty dresses in the wardrobe, her beautiful, pale face expressionless.

She picked the simplest dress and went into the bathroom.

The bathroom was spacious and had a whirlpool tub. Since she had plenty of time, she filled the tub and leisurely lay in it. She texted Draven while soaking, asking him to send her luggage over to the Brooks Mansion.

Then a message from Percival popped up on her phone. "Done bathing?"

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, replying, "No."

"No? You replied so fast."

"I’m soaking in the tub."

"Together."

"?"

What did that mean?

She stared intently at the bathroom door, wondering if Percival would really barge in. Should she hit him?

After a while, Percival texted back. "I'm also in the tub now."

Vivienne was at a loss.

She was overthinking.

But she did feel a little disappointed. She was expecting to hit him.

Percival texted again. "How long are you planning to stay here?"

After noticing that Vivienne's gaze uncontrollably followed the path of that droplet, moving lower and lower, Percival began chuckling lightly. "Vivienne, you're so lustful."

Vivienne snapped back to reality. Her cheeks were flushed, and she glared at him fiercely.

He was the one trying to seduce her by dressing like this. Who was the real lewd one here?!

She sternly pushed him back into the room and closed the door behind her. Her attitude made it seem more like she was here to settle a score with him rather than check on his injury.

"Lay down on the bed!" Her flushed cheeks betrayed her stern mood.

Percival lay obediently on the bed with a mischievous smile on his face. "Vivienne, are you going to take me by force?"

"Shut it!" Vivienne curtly commanded him as she strode over and pulled back Percival's robe, revealing the deep shades of purple and blue that stained half his back. Her brows furrowed immediately. "It's so swollen! Why didn't you say something earlier?"

"It’s just a flesh wound. As long as the bones are intact, it's fine." Percival replied nonchalantly.

As a squad leader at the Vanguard Agency, danger was part of the job description. Injuries were as commonplace as breakfast cereal.

Especially when the injuries were sustained in the act of protecting Vivienne. He didn't mind in the slightest.

Unseen by Percival, Vivienne's gaze on his back was unreadable. The depths of her emotions remained a secret.

Once she confirmed that his ribs were unbroken, she began to apply a healing salve. To maximize the effect, she gently massaged it into his skin, spreading the cool, soothing balm with her warm fingers.

Percival lay face down on the bed with his eyes closed, savoring the comforting pressure of Vivienne's hands on his back. She methodically worked the salve into his skin, kneading and massaging with the utmost care. He had to fight to suppress the spark of desire her touch ignited within him.

Suddenly, they were interrupted by a knock at the door and Ashley’s voice. "Vivienne, are you ready? It's time for lunch."

Vivienne wiped her hands clean of the salve and went to answer the door.

Ashley, who had been knocking on Vivienne's door, froze in surprise as Vivienne emerged from Percival's room instead.

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