The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 367

The room fell into a stunned silence.

How on earth was she back?

Was not she apprehended?

Vivienne glanced at Calista, her eyebrows lifting ever so slightly, a flash of imperceptible light crossing her gaze.

Calista stood at the door, eyes sweeping over the assembled crowd before resting on Vivienne, who seated in the corner. She marched over, her eyes locked with Vivienne's, her teeth clenched as she demanded, "Was it you?"

After a moment's contemplation, she was sure this mess had nothing to do with her. Among everyone in the Brooks family, Vivienne had been more at odds with her than anyone else.

With a languid ease, Vivienne reclined in her chair, her hands resting on the armrests, gazing coolly at Calista.

Seeing her nonchalance, Calista grew even more infuriated. Her delicate face almost twisted in anger, yet she struggled to maintain her composure. "I know you're not thrilled about me becoming your sister, but last night was the Brooks family's feast! Your actions could put the entire Brooks family in the hot seat. Did not you think about the consequences for our family?"

Her tone held the certainty that Vivienne was the culprit.

Watching the exchange, Judith frowned and interjected, "What's going on here? Calista, how did you come back? And what's this about Vivienne being behind it?"

The capabilities of the Vanguard Agency were no secret to anyone in the room.

No one could walk out of there once taken.

"Grandma, they cleared me. I did not do it. But why would they come for me at the Brooks Mansion? Someone must have been pulling strings," Calista hinted with purpose.

All eyes shifted to Vivienne.

The infant virus trials were no minor affair. If Calista were to shoulder such an accusation, it would ruin her life.

Calista believed Vivienne reported her to keep her away from Percival. She refused to believe Vivienne had the power to command the Vanguard Agency.

It had to be a tip-off!

Judith turned her steely gaze to Vivienne, asking, "Is this true, Vivienne?"

The rest of the Brooks family awaited Vivienne’s response. This was no trivial matter. One mishandling could destroy the Brooks family's reputation.

Vivienne was one of their own, and they could not fathom her doing such a thing!

Only Scott looked on with a penetrating stare as if trying to see right through her.

But there she sat, unfazed, her expression unchanging even under the scrutinizing eyes of her family.

"No," Vivienne said as she rose from her chair, her voice detached.

In truth, she was indeed the one responsible. She had almost confirmed what she needed to know. Sending Calista to the Vanguard Agency was just to verify something.

But what was unexpected was Calista's return.

The order to apprehend Calista had come directly from Percival. His men took Calista, with strict orders that no one was to contact Calista.

And now, Calista had returned.

Vivienne’s eyes flashed coldly as she met Calista's gaze, sending a shiver down her spine.

Calista felt a momentary cowardice. Remembering the terrifying small room and the humiliation of being taken away in front of so many people, she felt an acute sense of dread.

"How could it not be you? You're the only one who wouldn't want me back in the Brooks family. Vivienne, I know you hate me, but you can't let our entire family be shamed. Can't we let bygones be bygones?" Calista tried to play on the family sentiment, stirring the emotions of the other Brooks family members.

Scott stepped forward, his tone firm as he said, "Vivienne, if it was you, apologize to your sister."