The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Arabella was shaking with rage, and the knife in her hand was trembling.

She was only eighteen and always pampered herself. Despite mentally preparing herself and arranging

for medical staff to be on standby, she was still hesitant to make the cut.

Was she really going to do it?

If she did, would Vivienne give in?

Just as she closed her eyes, mustered up her courage, and prepared to make a small cut, a

bespectacled reporter rushed over and grabbed Arabella’s hand, stopping her.

“Don’t you see? Vivienne is heartless. She won’t give a damn, even if you hurt yourself. Stand up. Stop

kneeling for her. She's not worth it!"

Arabella let out a sigh of relief.

Just as the reporter was about to pull her up, his phone rang.

Not just his. The other reporters' phones started ringing one after the other.

After picking up the call, his face changed instantly.

He looked at Arabella with a complex expression, let go of her hand, and opened up Twitter.

The other reporters seemed to have received the same news. They, too, opened up Twitter.

A middle-aged man's voice came from their phones.

"Hello everyone, I'm William. Arabella, who caused a major controversy online for treating Ms. Faye, is

not my student. She was merely assisting. I've never taught her.

"This prescription was given to me by the Baker family. Arabella used my name to help Ms. Faye with

this prescription. Of course, the prescription was indeed written by me, but I only completed half of it

and was still adjusting it. Two of the drugs in the prescription would react with each other, causing a

fever that wouldn't subside and could potentially be fatal.

I didn't expect Arabella to steal this half-completed prescription without my consent. She used it to treat

Ms. Faye and almost killed her.

I hereby declare that Arabella is not my student. Someone so morally corrupt who doesn't value a Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

patient's life is not fit to work with the Pendleton family."

William was a highly influential doctor in the medical community, and Arabella had always boasted

about being his student. He was from the distinguished medical family, the Pendleton family. His

contribution to medicine was immense and highly respected. So, his words carried weight.

All the reporters were dumbfounded. They looked at Arabella, thinking that their previous sympathy for

her was a joke.

Was she just handing out drugs willy-nilly?

Arabella was only eighteen, right? She was so young yet so cunning and cruel. She almost killed Faye

and had the audacity to frame the Baker family and Vivienne.

And her acting was really good. They all believed her.

So how much of what she said and did today was true, and how much of it was false?

Suddenly, the reporters all fell silent. No one said a word; they just looked at Arabella with strange

eyes.

"No, no, it's fake! It's fake!" Arabella screamed. "It must be the Ellington family! It must be Percival

trying to frame me for Vivienne. He pressured Dr. William to say this!"

The reporters looked at Arabella with puzzled eyes. While the Ellington family was indeed powerful, the

Pendleton family was not to be underestimated.

Dr. William himself was highly accomplished and had an extraordinary passion for medicine.

No matter how powerful Percival was, how could he force Dr. William to lie about his beloved

medicine?

Suddenly, rapid footsteps came from the corridor. A group of policemen walked into the ward.

"Who is Arabella?"

The ward was quiet for a moment.

Finally, Joseph, who was holding Beatrice, asked softly, "Is... is there a problem?"

"Someone reported that Arabella used medicine recklessly and almost killed someone, which

constitutes intentional harm. Also, yesterday we caught a group of troublemakers at Tranquil Estates

and Imperial Blossom Nursery, claiming to be hired by Arabella. This constitutes disturbing the peace.

We need to take her back for an investigation."

Upon hearing what the policemen said, the reporters paused for a second and then started taking out

their phones to contact their media companies to be the first to break this news.

Havenwood's prodigy almost killed someone because of her negligent treatment, hired people to cause

trouble, and got arrested.

How could they miss such explosive news?

"I didn't! It's a frame-up!" After seeing the reporters' reactions, Arabella turned pale. If this news really

got out, her reputation would be ruined.

If she had a criminal record, in their eyes, she would be nothing more than worthless trash. The

Hawthorn family would definitely abandon her.

She glared at Vivienne and said hatefully, "It's you, isn't it? You framed me! You just had to ruin me!"

Vivienne looked down at her as if she were looking at an ant. "So what if it was me?"

Her cold eyes were full of indifference. "You stole Dr. William's prescription, treated Faye recklessly,

and hired people to make trouble at my house and Thaddeus' nursery. You're lucky I decided to spare

you."

"No, it wasn’t me! I didn't do any of that!" Arabella defended herself like a madwoman, refusing to admit

anything. "You first stole my fiancé and then took the credit for treating Faye! Then you turned around

and framed me with the Baker family! You even bribed Dr. William!"

She pointed at the policemen and sneered. "You've been bribed by her too, haven't you? That's why

you're helping her frame me!"

This drama left the reporters in shock.

Not to mention anything else, but the idea of bribing Dr. William was utterly absurd. And yet, this

Arabella had the audacity to twist the truth and even dared to openly slander the police for taking

bribes.

The cops clearly didn't have much patience for her. The lead cop said, "When you were treating Faye

at the Baker family's place, you were caught on their surveillance camera. The evidence is clear as

day. Just come with us."

No sooner had they finished speaking than the cops moved in to slap the cuffs on Arabella.

After dodging the police, Arabella immediately walked to the bed and clung tightly to Beatrice. "Granny,

save me!"

Arabella's grip was so tight that Beatrice's lips trembled with pain.

However, Beatrice kept her eyes closed and played possum. No matter how Arabella shook her or

pleaded with her, she refused to open her eyes.

The current situation was incredibly awkward, and by playing possum, she could avoid it. If she woke

up, she would have to face the barrage of questions from the reporters they had brought themselves.

At that point, it would only make their situation even more awkward.

Besides, it was absolutely necessary for Arabella to go to the police station this time, and she didn't

have the power to protect her.