The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 80

"Of course I’d accept it!"

Beatrice was about to respond right away, but upon seeing Vivienne's frosty gaze, she felt as if something had clogged her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

"Vivienne! What's all this about?" Joseph angrily questioned her. "She's your grandmother. How could you talk to her like that?"

Vivienne slightly curled her lips, elegantly tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear before speaking slowly. "Joseph, if we were in a different place, I wouldn't even bother talking to you with this much patience. Wanna give it a go?"

"You!" Joseph was left fuming and speechless.

That little imp, Vivienne, was yet again using the past to threaten him.

Whether she really had any evidence or not, he couldn’t take the risk.

Vivienne glanced indifferently at the Hawthorn family members and spoke in an icy tone, "I, Vivienne, have never acknowledged any connection to you, the Hawthorn family, except for Dorian and Cordelia. If you don't get it, I don't mind stirring up a buzz around the Hawthorn family again."

Beatrice was taken aback. Vivienne knew too many secrets about the Hawthorns. They couldn't let her blow things out of proportion.

Arabella spoke with a frozen expression. "We're all family. Are you really going to take things this far? We're your family, and the prosperity of the Hawthorn family is your prosperity. Accepting the dowry would elevate the Hawthorn family. Why are you trying to stop us from accepting it? You’re cutting off your own escape route. Do you get that?"

Vivienne smirked. "I don't need to rely on anyone."

She looked at Arabella as if she were looking at a fool.

Given the current state of the Hawthorn family, even if they got a 10-million-dollar investment, it would take decades to catch up with the Ellington family's wealth.

Even if the Hawthorn family was loaded, the Ellington family would still look down on Arabella.

"You dare discuss my family right in my face? Do you think all my family members are dead?" Percival suddenly spoke, his voice as cold as ice.

Arabella involuntarily shivered, but she still held her head high. "Did I say something wrong? We're discussing the dowry you're giving to my sister. The Ellington family is a wealthy family in Rivenwood. Even if my father asks for $88,000 as a dowry, do you think it's reasonable?

My grandmother is right too. It was you who proposed to fulfill the marriage contract, and it was you who promised a 10-million-dollar dowry to the Hawthorn family, but now you're backing out. Shouldn't we have the right to speak?"

Arabella didn't want to speak up at this moment because she had previously left a bad impression on Percival. She needed to fix her image.

But 10 million dollars was too important for the Hawthorn family.

She couldn't win Percival's heart for now, nor could she get the 10 million dollars, so she could only hope to get the money through Vivienne.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Percival's eyes flashed as he radiated a chilling aura. "A foster daughter spouting nonsense at the real Hawthorn family daughter's engagement party. Where does your confidence come from?"

Arabella was embarrassed. "Mr. Ellington, your words are very hurtful. I may be a foster daughter of the Hawthorn family, but I see them as my own. Now that the Hawthorn family is damaged, of course I need to speak up. Are you saying that you can do wrong and not allow others to point it out?"

What Arabella hated the most was when people mentioned her status as a foster daughter. She was clearly very outstanding. Why did she have to be ridiculed just because she wasn't born into the Hawthorn family?

"I don't argue with dogs." Percival said expressionlessly.

Arabella was so angry that her face turned purple and her lips began to tremble.

Hearing this, Beatrice changed her expression. "There's no need to release the video."