The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 173

Hazel wanted to move, but she couldn't.

She stared at Vivienne in fear. "What have you done to me?"

"Acupuncture. Does it hurt?" Vivienne's eyes flicked up as she spoke in a casual tone. "I'm doing this for your own good. After all, it wouldn't be very good if you got hurt while I was cutting your hair."

It then dawned on everyone that Vivienne was highly skilled in medical techniques, but she was so far away from Hazel that they didn't even see how she did it. Hazel couldn't move, yet Helen was unaffected. It was truly a miraculous technique.

"No, don't! Don't touch me!" Hazel's horrified gaze fell on the scissors in Vivienne's hand, thinking she was going to cut her hair with them.

Vivienne waved the scissors in her hand, laughing lightly. "This isn't sharp enough."

She shook her head. "You're not worth my personal efforts."

Her eyelashes fluttered as she looked around the room with a cold gaze, casually asking, "Who has the time to help Hazel shave her head? I'll give them this modified evening gown."

The crowd under the runway went quiet, then suddenly erupted into chaos.

The women eyed the color-changing gown on the Italian model as their eyes filled with fervor.

From the moment Vivienne had altered the gown, they had barely been able to take their eyes off it.

Who wouldn't want to try on such a stunning and unique design?

Moreover, Vivienne was Master Charles, which added a unique significance to this exquisite gown.

This was a piece created by both Master Charles and Mr. Mike, a combination of their inspirations, and the only one in the world.

If they could get their hands on this unique gown, even if they didn't wear it, just keeping it as a collection piece would be enough to make many people envious.

Even Helen, who stood on the runway, was a bit shaken. Her gaze was now flickering towards Hazel.

But this was about shaving a young girl's long hair in public. If word got out, it wouldn't sound good, so everyone was hesitant.

"I'll do it!"

While most people were too proud to shave Hazel's hair despite wanting the gown, Charlotte had no such reservations.

She was always straightforward and had been eyeing the color-changing gown on the runway. She was thinking about how to approach Vivienne and Mike about it, but now that Vivienne had put forth the offer, she stood up without hesitation.

"Charlotte! How dare you?! If you touch me, I swear..." Hazel glared at Charlotte and continued to shriek. "If you touch my hair, I'll kill you!"

Charlotte ignored her and called a waiter over to bring a razor. She then climbed onto the runway with her gown held high.

After seeing Charlotte approaching with the razor in her hand, Hazel cried out for help from Arabella. "Arabella! Save me! Please, save me!"

"Grandmother..." Arabella looked pained, again asking Judith for help on Hazel's behalf.

Judith merely raised her eyelids, her face expressionless. Clearly, she had no intention of helping.

Who told Hazel to offend her savior, and to cause trouble at their family reunion dinner, not only irritating Vivienne but also herself?

Since Judith was unmoved, Arabella turned to Scott. "Dad..."