The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)
Chapter 216

Arabella barely acknowledged Melissa and Timothy, who were still in the living room, before she eagerly pulled out her cell phone to call Paul.

She had to dial several times before Paul finally answered. His voice was filled with a cold indifference. "What is it?"

"We should meet." Arabella said as her mind raced to figure out how to ensure Paul would uphold their deal.

"Fine." Paul replied after a long silence, then gave her an address. "Meet me at THEONE Club."

Arabella hung up the phone, ignoring the curious glances from the two in the living room, and headed straight out.

Ashley watched Arabella's hurried departure with a smirk. Did Arabella really think she could marry Paul?

She wouldn't let that happen. It was time to release the secret that she had paid a high price to obtain from one of Paul's ex-girlfriends.

THEONE Club.

"Ms. Vivienne, how about a game of Truth or Dare?"

In the hall, Logan, Oberon, Charlotte, Faye, and Coral were laughing and joking around with Vivienne.

They had invited Vivienne out as a way to say thank you. They had originally planned to go for dinner, but someone suggested they should have drinks instead. So, they ended up at this club owned by the Redwood Group.

"How do we play?" Vivienne asked while raising an eyebrow and sipping her green tea.

"We use this empty bottle." Logan placed a bottle and a cup filled with dares on the table. "Whoever the bottle points to gets to choose between truth or dare. But if you choose truth the first time, the second time you have to pick dare. No repeats. The dares are drawn from the cup."

"Alright." Vivienne was intrigued.

Logan and Oberon exchanged a glance. Both had a sly smile on their faces.

Logan gave the bottle a spin, and it pointed directly at Vivienne. "Ah ha, Ms. Vivienne, truth or dare?"

"Nice trick." Vivienne already noticed Logan's sleight of hand. "I'll choose truth.”

The others started laughing mischievously.

"How long does Mr. Ellington last?" Charlotte whispered.

Vivienne was stunned.

Were they seriously asking that?

"If I answer, can you handle it?" Vivienne asked with an evil grin on her face.

After a brief hesitation as they thought about Percival's icy gaze, they finally nodded, driven by their curiosity. "We can handle it!"

"I don't know." Vivienne replied.

They were shocked.

"Don't tell me you two haven't done anything yet!" Coral exclaimed.

Vivienne thought about their close encounter a few days ago. "He's... capable."

"How do you know if you've never tried?" Coral asked, eager to know more.

"It's Ms. Vivienne's turn to spin the bottle." Faye interrupted, seeing that their conversation was attracting attention from the other patrons. Vivienne gave the bottle a spin, and it pointed at Oberon. He chose truth. Then he spun the bottle, and it pointed back at Vivienne.

"Ms. Vivienne, it's time for a dare." Logan pushed the cup of dares towards her.

She casually picked one, and Charlotte gasped when she read it. "This is hot!"

The dare read, 'Kiss the next person who walks through the door.'

"Ms. Vivienne, think you can do it?" Oberon asked, grinning.

Vivienne caught a glimpse of the door out of the corner of her eye and smiled. "Why not?"

She stood up and walked towards the entrance, under the watchful eyes of the others.

A tall man in a suit was just walking in while talking on his phone. As soon as he stepped inside, Vivienne grabbed him by the tie, pulled his head down, and kissed him without giving him a chance to refuse. "Oh my God!"

The people in the hall pulled out their phones to take pictures. Halfway through, someone recognized the man.

"Isn't that Mr. Ellington?"

The crowd started cheering and whistling, enjoying the unexpected show with full enthusiasm.

Percival wrapped his arms around Vivienne. He was surprised but didn't object to her bold move. He had come to the club knowing that Vivienne was here, but he hadn't expected such a passionate welcome. On the other end of the discarded call, Thomas kept calling, "Percival? Percival?"

But Percival was too engrossed in Vivienne's kiss to respond or care.

Vivienne had heard Percival's voice earlier, which was why she had agreed to this dare.

Kissing her fiancé? Not a big deal. If anything, he was the one who had to take responsibility.

The first thing Arabella saw when she walked into the club was Vivienne and Percival locked in a passionate kiss.

The man was handsome and refined, and the young woman was a paragon of ethereal beauty. The dim and hazy lights cast a shared shadow over them, intertwining them in a bond that was hard to break.

And she, like a rat in the gutter, could only stand in the corner, watching them with a mixture of envy and disdain. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into the palms of her hands. Many eyes in the hall turned towards Arabella, casting her strange glances.

However, it wasn't surprising. Everyone knew about her alleged attempt to murder her adoptive grandmother, coupled with her second attempt to commit the crime. She would have to be living under a rock not to know.

She was just released on bail, and already she was gallivanting in the club. This showed a clear lack of remorse.

Only Percival and Vivienne, despite hearing the murmurs that Arabella was here, didn't spare her a glance. After a shared kiss, they smiled at each other. Their eyes and hearts were filled with nothing but each other.

They then moved to sit at their reserved booth.

Ignoring the stares and whispers, Arabella silently made her way to Paul's private room.

Percival, having received word that Paul was also here, raised his eyebrows and dialed Richard's number, playing the perfect tattletale.

"Grandpa, it seems like my dear cousin, Paul, is not listening to you. He's meeting with Arabella again."

Arabella already attempted to frame his beloved Vivienne, and now she was trying to use the Ellington family as her cover?

Ha!

"What?!" Richard roared out in rage as expected. "Has he lost his mind?! Or is he just smitten by that Arabella?! I'm going to have a word with his father right now!"

Percival then sent a message to Thomas. "Let's release the information we found at Felix's."

After a moment, he sent another. "The results of Scott's investigation can be given to him now."