The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Chapter 200

Almost done with breakfast, Dorian remembered a call he got from Dawson yesterday.

"Oh, right, there's something I need to tell you guys." He continued. "We're moving house today. We're

moving to a villa in Jade Garden Residences."

"Mr. Hawthorn, you bought a house?" Vivienne frowned.

The prices in Jade Garden Residences were even higher than in Tranquil Estates. If it was a villa, it

would cost millions.

"No, but I might in the future." Dorian couldn't help but grin at the thought of this unexpected good

fortune.

"See, Jade Garden Residences is a real estate development by our company, and their planning

department wants to use real-life experiences as a promotional strategy for the villas. Somehow, they

chose our family.”

"My boss, Dawson, told me yesterday that as long as our entire family lives in their model house for a Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

month, not only would they give me a bonus, but they would also sell me the villa we're living in for a

much lower price than market value. I thought it was a great opportunity, so I agreed."

After hearing that it was Dawson's scheme, Vivienne decided not to interfere.

"You handle it. I have no objections."

Percival, on the other hand, was looking skeptical. He felt that there was something odd about it.

"Dorian, Cordelia, I've been looking for a place to stay lately. You wouldn't mind if I joined you for this

experience, would you? I'm also considering buying a villa in Jade Garden Residences."

Dorian was about to refuse, but Cordelia shot him a look, and he relented.

With Vivienne and Percival getting along so well, it would be good to give the couple some space to

nurture their relationship.

So he reluctantly nodded.

"Dad, will we get to live in a big house from now on?" Thaddeus asked, his eyes sparkling with

excitement.

"Yes." Dorian answered as he patted Thaddeus' hair affectionately.

Upon seeing his son's expectant eyes, he decided that he had to buy the villa. Besides, he might not

get another chance to take advantage of such a bargain.

"Since we're only going to be staying there for a month, we'll just take some essentials. You don't have

to worry about the moving."

"Alright." Vivienne agreed. She had other things on her mind, and after finishing her breakfast and

cleaning up her dishes, she said, "I'm off to school."

"I'll come with you." Percival offered.

"What are you going to do at school? There's no PE class this week, and you're a PE teacher."

Vivienne teased.

"I'm also looking for the person you're looking for, so why not go together?" Percival replied simply.

Vivienne's gaze flickered. She was indeed going to school to look for someone.

Anna.

She had noticed the girl's skills on the basketball court, and after witnessing her defusing a bomb, she

was sure that Anna was the child she had been looking for.

When Vivienne and Percival arrived at Cloudcrest High School, they learned from Lysander that Anna

had transferred to Rivenwood overnight.

"The kidnapping must have scared her. That's probably why she decided to transfer suddenly."

Lysander said with a frown. He couldn't understand why Anna would choose to transfer to Rivenwood a

week before the college entrance exams.

But then, Anna had scored sixth in the whole grade in the last exam. Even if she transferred to

Rivenwood, she should be able to get into a good university.

Vivienne stayed silent. She and Percival had been looking for Anna for so long, hoping to learn the

truth about her mother's last mission and the potion incident. And now, she had just disappeared like

that.

Just then, her phone buzzed. She took it out and saw a message from an unknown number: [Ms.

Vivienne, I know you have many questions. Come find me at Rivenwood. I'll be waiting.]

Anna!

Percival saw it too. They exchanged a glance, both wondering about Anna's intentions.

Was her sudden transfer a way to escape someone, or was she using herself as bait to lure Vivienne to

Rivenwood?

...

Meanwhile, Dorian and Cordelia had hired a moving company for their big move to Jade Garden

Residences.

Dawson had told them that all the furniture, appliances, and household items in the villa were already

prepared, so they only needed to bring their clothes and necessities.

When they were led to the designated model villa by the property management, Dorian thought they

had made a mistake.

The villa was not only located in the best part of Jade Garden Residences, but it was also the biggest.

Which real estate company would use their best house as a model home?

However, the property management confirmed that there was no mistake and handed them the keys.

Dorian and Cordelia moved their belongings into the villa, both astonished and puzzled.

As soon as they stepped inside, they were stunned by the luxurious European-style interior.

Custom-made crystal chandeliers from Veloria, handcrafted leather sofas, dining tables, and coffee

tables with surfaces made from large pieces of jade.

Even the carpet was a handwoven piece from an international luxury brand.

The total value of the interior design and furniture could easily buy another villa of the same size.

"Does your company always go all out on these model homes?" Cordelia was flabbergasted. She felt

cautious about where to step, afraid she might break something and have to pay for it.

"Did Mr. Dawson really say he'd give us all this furniture and decoration?"

"Uh-huh, that's what he said." Dorian was just as stunned.

"Is Mr. Dawson some kind of rich idiot?" Cordelia expressed her perplexity.

Before they could recover from their shock at the opulence of the villa, the doorbell rang unexpectedly.

"It must be the real estate agents. They must have given us the wrong house." Dorian hurried to

answer the door, mumbling, "I knew it couldn't be this one..."

But as soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by Dawson's smiling face.

"Mr. Dawson?"

When he looked past Dawson, he saw eight handsome men, each with their own unique charm,

standing in line. He instantly had an inkling of what was going on.

"Mr. Dawson, this is your house, isn’t it? I'm so sorry, the property management must have made a

mistake and led us here. We'll move our stuff out immediately."

"No, no, no, there's no mistake." Dawson immediately intervened. “I’m not here to kick you out. Your

daughter, Vivienne, has some disciples from the Emerald Monastery who came to visit her in

Havenwood. But since they couldn’t reach her, they contacted our company, and I helped bring them

over.”

“Disciples?” Cordelia came over, looking at the eight men standing behind Dawson. They looked old

enough to be Vivienne’s uncles, so how could they be her disciples?

"Hello." Jerry, as the eldest among them, naturally stepped forward to represent the group. "We joined

the Emerald Monastery later than the Mystic Mistress, so technically, we are her juniors."

Cordelia nodded in understanding, although the strong aura the man exuded made her feel a bit

uncomfortable.

She and Dorian exchanged glances, guessing that Dawson wouldn't bring eight bad guys to their

house. Since they claimed to be Vivienne's disciples, they let them in.

The couple was also curious about Vivienne's life at the monastery during the past decade since she

always glossed over it and refused to go into detail.

And so Dawson and the eight men, with reluctant Leopold in tow, made their entrance into the house.