The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 93

The next day.

After breakfast, Vivienne intended to head to the Baker family's place first for Faye's acupuncture treatment.

Just as she got to the entrance of the community, she spotted Percival.

Today, he was alone without Thomas by his side.

Seeing Vivienne, Percival headed over to her, "Let's go, I'll give you a lift to the Baker family."

"Aren't you supposed to have your physical education class for second period?" Vivienne asked, surprised.

Originally, the first class yesterday afternoon was physical education, but since Vivienne had to treat Faye, Percival accompanied her and rescheduled the physical education class to today.

"The students are not exactly thrilled about physical education, let's push it to next week."

Once the students of Class Eighteen were fully committed to studying, they had no interest in physical education. They would rather spend all their time studying. A physical education class was scheduled yesterday and everyone was visibly unhappy. But when they heard that the class was rescheduled to today, they were overjoyed.

After some thought, Percival switched the class back.

Vivienne was left speechless.

Were they the two people who had the easiest time earning their wages? She suddenly felt a little guilty about her salary

Without further words, Vivienne got in the car.

She sat in the passenger seat and Percival buckled her seatbelt for her. His face was close and he smelled faintly good.

His slender fingers brushed against Vivienne's hand unintentionally. Oddly, her heartbeat quickened.

"You can nap for a bit. I'll wake you up when we get there." Percival's voice was as pleasant as a solo melody.

Vivienne lifted her droopy eyes briefly, her long lashes fluttered, and she nodded.

She closed her eyes, suppressing her pounding heart.

She didn't really want to sleep, but the atmosphere in the car made her feel a bit uneasy.

She didn't feel anything towards Percival, but every time they were alone, there was this undefined sentiment.

It was strange. She barely knew Percival, yet there was this sense of familiarity, and being with him calmed her.

They didn't speak for the rest of the journey.

The car stopped in front of the Baker family's mansion. The door was open.

The housekeeper was nowhere to be seen.

Just as Vivienne and Percival entered, they heard a voice scolding, "You have the nerve to come? My daughter was nearly killed by you. I haven't even settled the score with you yet, and you have the audacity to come to us? Get out now! Or else, don't blame me for being rude!"

It was Doreen.

Vivienne and Percival exchanged a look, wisely stepping back and staying at the entrance.