The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 278

Vivienne glanced meaningfully towards the entrance.

Percival smirked. "Even breaking his arms and legs won't be enough."

Eddy lunged at Vivienne, but Percival held back. He watched as Vivienne’s silver needle plunged into Eddy’s flesh.

He wasn’t a doctor, so he didn't know where the needle had hit, but after watching the man go mad, he had to admit that Vivienne had quite the skill.

In front of everyone, Scott decided to hand Eddy over to the police.

To outsiders, he appeared to be a righteous man who was willing to turn against his own family for the sake of his daughter. But Percival saw through it. Scott wanted to save Eddy.

Once Eddy was in police custody, his life would be spared.

Vivienne must have seen it too; that was why she decided to take matters into her own hands.

Having been with Vivienne for so long, he knew she didn't want blood on her hands, which was why she only crippled Eddy.

But this punishment was far too lenient.

Vivienne looked up at him as a smile suddenly spread across her face. "You only saw me breaking his arms and legs, but did you not notice that I fed him my specially prepared poison?"

Percival froze. He hadn't noticed.

Vivienne chuckled but said nothing more.

She had fed Eddy her special poison, shadowfall, when she attacked him.

This poison was refined from a hundred different toxic herbs. It was colorless and tasteless.

Shadowfall wouldn't instantly kill a person. Instead, it would slowly take over their body. It would feel like a million bugs were gnawing away at them, ultimately affecting their brain and slowly turning them into a lunatic.

Moreover, no medical method could detect the presence of this poison.

At that moment, Percival handed her a piece of strawberry cake. She took a bite and said nonchalantly, "Soon, he’d be wishing for death."

The hard part was wanting to die but not being able to.

At the moment, the sound of a piano started to fill the room.

Mila had chosen a rather cheerful piece for the evening.

Perhaps because of the incident that had just transpired, she decided to lighten up the atmosphere with her music.

Mila was indeed a skilled pianist. However, to a connoisseur, something was missing in her performance, especially in comparison to Debra's.

"Mila sure knows how to play the piano. She's a famous pianist, after all. Not to mention, she's incredibly talented and beautiful. When she stood with Scott earlier, they looked like the perfect couple." Someone in the crowd commented.

Most of them could only appreciate the beauty of the music but couldn't discern its imperfections.

"Isn't it? I heard that she hasn't remarried since her divorce from William Pendleton. The only man she's been close to is Scott. Don't you think she's into him?"

"You didn't know? It's not exactly a secret that she's into Scott. It's just that Scott hasn't made any moves."

"In my opinion, since Scott is still single and Mila is clearly into him, he might as well marry her. Especially since a beautiful and talented woman like Mila is hard to come by. Plus, she just helped save this banquet. She really does fit the part of the lady of the house."

"Wouldn't that mean that Vivienne will have a new mom soon?"

The whispers from the crowd grew louder. Mila, who was playing the piano, couldn't help but smile at the comments. She was rather pleased with herself, so she didn’t even notice a few wrong notes.

Calista, standing by the side, looked at Vivienne with a hint of malice and resentment in her eyes.

So, what if she was Mr. Percy's fiancée?

So, what if she was the Brooks family's young miss?

As long as her mother married Scott, she'd be the lady of the house, and Vivienne would have to live by her rules.

It was a known fact that stepmothers were hard to deal with, and being a stepdaughter was even harder. Especially when you have to live under the thumb of your stepmother.

Vivienne heard the whispers and lifted her cool eyes to look at the confident Mila on the stage.