The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Arabella and Coral's faces turned pale as two problems popped up one after the other.

The crowd seemed to look at them with a hint of strangeness.

Arabella was uncomfortable under the gaze of others. Just as she was about to speak, someone beat

her to it. “So it was Ms. Vivienne who saved the day, not Arabella. Hmm, didn't someone just say she Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

was one of the talented ladies in Havenwood? She posed as someone else and even took the credit

and reward that weren’t hers."

The speaker was Charlotte Redwood, the third young miss of the Redwood family in Havenwood. The

Redwoods were rich and powerful, and no one could compete with them in this city.

All the Redwood children were outstanding talents in various fields, except for Charlotte.

However, she was upright and had many friends, but for some reason, she had a strong dislike for

Arabella.

An extreme dislike!

Perhaps, she couldn't stand Arabella always playing the innocent.

Arabella suddenly turned her head and glared at Charlotte, furious to the point of grinding her teeth.

This annoying Charlotte, she’s always looking for trouble with her!

Seeing Arabella's glare, Charlotte glared back, "What? Can't admit what you've done? I thought you

were noble, but you're nothing more than an adopted child. People give you the best of everything, and

you still play the victim. What's your deal?"

As soon as these words fell, the crowd's gaze towards Arabella was like being pierced by thorns.

Arabella felt rigid all over.

She never expected that Percival would bring out the old surveillance footage and even play it publicly.

Was this all for Vivienne? But what should she do?

If this continues, her reputation will be greatly affected.

Arabella bit her lip, looking like she was about to burst into tears, "It's not like that..."

She tried to explain, but Charlotte didn't give her a chance, coldly saying, "Stop with your tears, no

one's bullying you. Who are you trying to fool with your act? The surveillance clearly shows you,

Arabella, standing by while others are about to die! Ms. Vivienne went to save them, and you even tried

to stop her! After she cured the person, you came out to take the credit, and you even took her reward.”

Charlotte said with disdain, "I've never seen someone as shameless as you!"

Arabella was so angry she wanted to slap her.

But she couldn't, she couldn't beat Charlotte.

Just as she wanted to explain, someone in the crowd said, "I've never misjudged someone so badly in

my life. I thought Arabella was a beautiful and kind person. I didn't expect her to be so dark on the

inside."

“You're right, just look at that surveillance footage. When Mr. Ellington's sister was sick, Arabella was

just standing there watching coldly, while Ms. Vivienne immediately went to help when she saw

something was wrong. She was calm and collected, nothing like Arabella..."

“She not only didn't help, but she also took someone else's reward. It's disgusting."

Arabella's face blushed with embarrassment from the crowd's words.

Coral, standing next to her, felt incredibly awkward, as if she wanted to find a place to hide in.

How was she supposed to know that it wasn't Arabella who saved Percival's sister?

In her eyes, Arabella had always been an elegant, academically excellent, and considerate girl. She

was proud to be friends with Arabella, but she never expected this to happen...

Charlotte, who was standing next to her, heard this and raised her chin slightly towards those who were

discussing, "Apart from what you said, Arabella also said that Ms. Vivienne stole her fiancé. But I heard

that the one who has an engagement with the Ellington family is Ms. Vivienne since the beginning."

Charlotte's gaze turned to Percival and asked, "Mr. Ellington, since you’re here, why don't you tell us,

did Ms. Vivienne really steal you from her sister?"

Vivienne and Isolde stood aside, watching the drama unfold with great interest. Hearing Charlotte's

words, Vivienne raised an eyebrow slightly.

Charlotte was quite interesting.

Percival glanced at Vivienne, seeing her indifferent attitude, his lips twitched slightly. Then he slowly

said, "The one who is engaged to me is Vivienne."

Vivienne's gaze fell on him, with a slight smile, lazy and casual, "Indeed it is."

Charlotte chuckled and looked at Arabella with a sarcastic gaze, "How interesting, Arabella? He never

proposed to you, so how did the rumor that Ms. Vivienne stole your fiancé come out?"

"Shut up!" Arabella glared at her, wishing she could tear her to pieces.

Charlotte shrugged and no longer paid attention to Arabella.

She just can't stand Arabella.

Seeing her so angry now, she was quite pleased!

Let her be angry!

Arabella ignored her and turned to Percival, her face full of grievance, "Mr. Ellington, how... how can

you say that? It was you who proposed to me in the first place."

She was furious inside!

Percival, this useless piece of trash! Why would he say such things? Does he think she hasn't been

embarrassed enough?

Beatrice's face was also somewhat livid, but looking at the gaze of the people around her, she didn't

know what to say for a moment.

Percival raised an eyebrow, "So, are you willing to marry me?"

"I..." Arabella bit her lip hard and went silent.

She'd rather die than marry a useless man like him.

But now, she couldn't say it out loud.

"Sorry, I’m not interested!" Percival averted his gaze, his voice casual. "The Ellington family doesn't

marry bad apples!"

"You!" Arabella felt a rush of anger, like she was about to pass out!

What was he talking about? What right did he have to judge her?

"Haha!" Vivienne couldn't help but burst into laughter at the scene.

Arabella clenched her fists, her eyes burning with rage. Finally, she couldn't hold back anymore,

forgetting all about her reputation, she shouted, "Mr. Ellington! What gives you the right to judge me?"

She stepped closer to Percival, seething. "I'm a doctor, and I've saved lives too. I just can't remember

which day it was that you came to the Hawthorn family to thank me for saving your sister at the mall

entrance. I thought you were talking about the person I saved. If Mr. Ellington doubts that I took credit

for my sister's work, I'll bring that person here tomorrow to prove it! As for the gift, I didn't mean to keep

it for myself. I had given them away. If you need it urgently, I'll go to Dr. William to retrieve it right now. I

don't want to cause this misunderstanding, but why are you forcing me into this situation?"

Percival lifted the corner of his eye, not even looking at her, saying casually, "I have Dr. William's

number. Should I call him to bring the gift over?"