The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)
Chapter 155

Percival slightly raised his eyes, his stern face devoid of any expression. His half-closed eyes glimmered with a dangerous light.

Seeing this, Thomas immediately chimed in. "Please show some respect. Ms. Hawthorn is our master's fiancée."

In front of others, Thomas referred to Percival as his master.

Paul scoffed, his disdainful gaze brazenly sizing up Vivienne. "Fiancée? Did Grandpa lose his mind to choose such a girl with no background at all for you?"

This was something that many members of the Ellington family couldn't comprehend. Richard was so partial to Percival, so how could he arrange a marriage with Vivienne, a girl with no background at all? However, because of this, many had ulterior motives. They thought if they could replace a strong alliance with a powerful family, with the support of a powerful father-in-law, they might compete with Percival for the head of the family.

Paul obviously thought so too. "She is indeed pretty. She's suitable for a fling, but not for marriage. We, born into the Ellington family, should know that only daughters from noble families like the Brooks are suitable for marriage into our family."

His gaze fell on Arabella's face. Arabella timely showed him a shy smile as he pleasingly said, "Only the likes of Arabella are worthy of entering our family's door."

"I didn't know that our family had such a rule!" Before Paul could continue to ingratiate himself with Arabella by humiliating Vivienne, a cold, angry laugh from Richard came from Percival's car. "Paul, did you set this rule yourself?!"

"Grandfather..." Paul's face changed as he saw Percival holding up his phone at him, displaying Richard's stern face.

He didn't expect Percival to call Richard.

"Did I allow you to go to Havenwood?" Richard's contemptuous gaze glanced at Arabella. "Since you disobeyed me and went anyway, don't bother coming back! Men who only think of living under a woman's skirt don't deserve to stay in the Ellington family!"

"Grandfather!" Paul was shocked. He didn't understand why Richard wouldn't support his marriage to the Brooks family's daughter, which was a great thing.

"Also, Vivienne is the granddaughter-in-law I personally chose. She's not some random thing like you to compare with!" Richard warned her. "You'd better respect her!"

Arabella's face changed drastically when she was referred to as a "random thing."

"Richard, what do you mean?!" Tristan stood up to defend Arabella.

"You're not even qualified to talk to me!" Richard didn't even give Tristan a glance.

Tristan's face also turned ugly; he was the adopted son of the Brooks family, and from Richard's position, when he was unhappy, Tristan didn't even qualify to step forward.

"Percival!" Richard's firepower switched to Percival again. "Don't you know how to protect your own fiancée? Do you even deserve to marry Vivienne? Let me tell you, there are plenty of good men in the Ellington family. If you dare let Vivienne suffer, I will replace you!"

Percival grunted, speaking unhurriedly, "Thomas."

He never intended to let Paul go. The reason he called Richard was because Vivienne often said that problems that could be solved by telling on others were not problems.

So he tattled.

Yes, he was following his fiancée's lead.

He was pretty good at it, too.

"Yes!" Thomas had long been annoyed by Paul's repeated provocations against Percival in Rivenwood.

But then, considering they were all members of the Ellington family, and with Richard mediating, he couldn't go too far.

Now he could finally act without any concerns.

Paul was totally stunned. To tell the truth, it was him who had encouraged Arabella to crash into Percival's car just now. He had done similar things many times in Rivenwood, and each time he was just scolded by Richard and it was over.

But he didn't expect Richard to be so angry this time.

"Thomas, you're nothing but Percival's lapdog. Touch me and see!" Paul still didn't believe Percival would go too far.

However, Thomas waved his hand in mid-air, and suddenly five or six people appeared, directly grabbing Paul and dragging him towards the alley.

"When you beat him, remember to record it." Percival added leisurely. "I need to send it to Grandfather as proof."

And so Paul was dragged into the alley and given a thorough beating, and Thomas, following Percival's instructions, recorded the whole process of Paul getting beaten.

"Percival! I'm your cousin! You're doing this for a low-life..." Paul howled in pain.

As soon as he began to insult Vivienne, Thomas, who was filming, reminded him. "This video is to be sent to the old master. If you continue to insult Ms. Hawthorn, I'm afraid when the old master sees it, you won't just get this one beating."

Paul immediately shut up. He was now only cursing at Percival and Thomas, and didn't dare say another word about Vivienne.

By the time Paul had taken his beating and was dragged out like a lifeless mutt, Thomas kindly had him dumped on Arabella's parked Chevy.

Arabella and Tristan were stunned.

Arabella, feigning concern, asked, "Paul, are you alright?"

Paul glanced at Arabella and grunted, too pained to speak. He didn't expect that Thomas would actually allow the beating. It was clear that there was no mercy shown.

But as he gazed at Arabella, he thought of Richard, who was currently smitten by that nobody, Vivienne.

Once he had Arabella wrapped around his finger, Richard's attitude would surely change.

After all, Arabella was the lost child the Brooks family had just found. The entire Brooks family had been heartbroken for her, as she had been lost and suffering for over a decade, longing to compensate her for her hardships.

As long as he could marry Arabella, the Brooks family would surely help him push Percival out of the family's inheritance for Arabella's sake.

Arabella, though outwardly showing concern for Paul, looked down on him. Her gaze involuntarily landed on Percival.

Now, she was the beloved lady of one of Rivenwood's four major families, the Brooks family. The only one worthy of her was Percival, and only she could stand by Percival's side. Paul was nothing, and Vivienne was even less.

With this thought in mind, she put on a different face than when she had dealt with Vivienne earlier and spoke to Percival in a gentle and soft voice. "I hit your car, Percival. I'll naturally compensate you. Let's connect on Facebook so we can discuss the damages."

Percival didn't even bother to look at her, and Thomas stepped in to stop her. "I'm sorry, but besides his fiancée, my master doesn't friend other women or dogs on Facebook."