The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 821

Gavin was fuming at Vivienne's words. Cursing her audacity, he regretted ever thinking of striking a deal with this woman. The memory of his mother's ashes turning to dust made him stand abruptly, his smile twisted as he said, "Since you're not willing to help, don't blame me for not being nice!"

"Last time, for my mother's sake, Vivienne, let's settle our scores today!"

With a gesture from Gavin, the bodyguards surrounding them were about to surge forward.

Vivienne's gaze was icy, but she showed no sign of panic.

Before anyone could move, the door of the private room was kicked open with a bang. Percival strode in with Leopold and others, "Who are you trying to settle scores with?!"

Behind him, a dozen bodyguards in black suits followed into the room, encircling Gavin and his men.

With an effortless stretch of his arm, Percival showed no regard for Gavin's crew. He pulled Vivienne behind him, his eyes filled with concern, "Are you alright?"

Vivienne pushed him gently, "Mr. Wolf, have you forgotten our training sessions together?"

"You've sparred with Percival?" Leopold peeked out from behind, not worried about Vivienne getting hurt. His Vivienne was invincible. The men Gavin had stood no chance against her. It was only Percival who was overly concerned.

Percival's face briefly stiffened, a crack appearing in his icy demeanor. Glancing at Leopold dispassionately, he said, "Our marital affairs are none of your business."

In some aspects, Vivienne did protect her husband's dignity. Their private training sessions, where she hadn't beaten her husband, were their own secret enjoyment. No need to share that with Leopold.

So, when Leopold looked bewilderedly threatened, she felt no sympathy. Blinking to signal him to stay out of it, she turned back to face Gavin with Percival, "Mr. Wolf, just now, Gavin was suggesting I shouldn't offend them."

Percival replied, "So what if you offended them? A beaten dog, nothing to fear."

"Percival, don't push it!" Being overpowered by a junior, especially one from the Ellington family, filled Gavin with resentment and dissatisfaction. He had struggled for so long to reach his current position. Why should Percival easily inherit the position within the Ellington family? The more he thought about it, the more jealous he became. Gavin's eyes narrowed, "I am, after all, your elder! Is this how Richard taught you? No manners, showing no respect to your elders..."

Before he could finish, a knife whizzed past Gavin's temple! A strand of his white hair fluttered to the ground as the knife, after flying through the air, thudded into the double-pane glass of the tea house!

Leopold's eyes widened: Awesome!

Thomas quickly pushed his stunned friend back a few steps: There's a murderous aura, not safe to stay here.

Only Vivienne, with stars in her eyes, looked at Percival, "Mr. Wolf, not bad. Your throwing knife skills have improved. But, no blood was drawn."