The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 285

When on earth did the old man hand over the financial reins to Percival?

He didn't even give him a heads-up!

The old man's favoritism for him was shooting through the roof!

After pouring his life into the company for so many years, he was still nothing compared to his father's grandson.

He just handed over the financial reins like it was nothing?!

"Do you want to see the Ellington Group go down the drain?!" Ryan gritted his teeth.

While standing next to Vivienne, Percival shot him a nonchalant glance. "If you want to end this farce, you must apologize to Vivienne."

He, a grown man, apologize to this little brat?!

Ryan found it utterly ridiculous. "Percival, don't push it. Just because the old man dotes on you doesn't mean you can command me…"

But before he could finish, Vivienne raised her hand, and a silver needle struck Ryan's throat.

"Ah…" Ryan opened his mouth in shock, but nothing coherent came out.

"If you're not willing to apologize, then your mouth is of no use." Vivienne's indifferent gaze swept over him, sending chills down his spine.

She didn't care about Ryan's apology.

But for Percival's sake, she'd rather not trouble herself over something that could be resolved with an apology.

However, if the other party was ungrateful, she saw no need to show them any mercy.

"What did you do to my dad?!" After seeing his father's face contort in pain, Paul couldn't help but rush forward. He tried to grab Vivienne.

But before his hand could reach Vivienne, Percival raised his own and broke his arm.

"Ahhhh!!"

Percival was very skilled. The pain shooting through Paul’s arm was a hundred times worse than a broken jaw.

Paul felt as if millions of ants were crawling over him. The agony was almost unbearable.

"No! No!" In the blink of an eye, her husband and son were both writhing in pain on the floor. Cathy fell to her knees in a panic. "I'll apologize! I'll apologize! Please spare them! Paul and Ryan were just misguided. They meant no harm!"

However, no matter what Cathy said, it was as if Vivienne were staring at her like an ant, completely ignoring her pleas.

Vivienne looked down at her. "I've never been an overly kind person."

She couldn't be bothered to waste her gaze on her any longer and turned to signal Percival to take her home.

Percival cared about nothing but Vivienne. Naturally, he'd listen to whatever she said.

"Vivienne, Percival, let's go." Leopold escorted Vivienne and Percival out.

The remaining disciples glanced at the people in the room. "Remember to take a detour when you see our Vivienne in the future." They spoke in unison, with voices as cold as ice.

Jerry looked at Ryan. He was kneeling on the ground and drooling uncontrollably. "Vivienne is still too kind-hearted." Jerry said as he cracked his knuckles.

"Indeed." Daniel and Donald echoed coldly; their eyes were gleaming with anticipation. "Just sealing your throat is too light a punishment."

Eric raised his eyes, as if he were assessing something. "I'm short a few lab rats in my lab, perhaps…"

When Vivienne was operating on Richard, he had just finished operating on Thomas.

He then received a call that someone was picking on Vivienne.

He immediately rushed to her side.

Ryan's family was dumbfounded. What kind of magic potion had Vivienne given Richard? Or had she done something during the surgery?

How could everything she said or did win Richard's favor?

As they were talking, Percival walked into the ward with Vivienne.

Richard looked a bit under the weather, but he still seemed spirited.

"Grandpa, if you hadn't woken up, Auntie Cathy would've had my head on a platter." Percival calmly said.

Ryan and Cathy were fuming. They were practically choking on their own rage. Just who was going to have whose head on a platter?

Vivienne's disciples were nothing short of devils. They tormented Paul and Ryan to within an inch of their lives, and here was Percival playing the victim.

"I'd like to see who'd dare!" Richard's expression turned frosty as he looked at his idiotic family, but he then turned and beckoned Vivienne to his side.

"Vivienne, I owe you my life." He said with a smile.

"I'm not sure what I can offer you as an old man, but for the insolence of my son and grandson, I must administer a punishment to them myself!"

Saying this, he signaled Ryan and Paul to step forward. "Both of you, kneel down! Apologize sincerely to Vivienne! If Vivienne doesn't forgive you, I won't let you off either!"

No matter how stubborn these two were, after being disciplined by Vivienne and Percival and being thrashed by Vivienne’s disciples, they could only bow their heads in front of Richard.

"Vivienne, I'm sincerely sorry." Paul pounded his head against the ground, fearing his apology might not be loud enough to appease Vivienne. "You're a bigger person than me. Please let bygones be bygones. I beg for your mercy!"

Ryan also knelt down, defeated. His voice was raspy, like a rusty bell. "I was blind not to see your worth, Vivienne. Please don't hold a grudge against us. If it'll cool your anger, Paul and I are ready to do anything."

"Are you sure you're willing to do anything?"

Vivienne raised an eyebrow slightly as a playful tone emerged from her lips.