The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

When Arabella got home, she went straight to her room without even having dinner.

She wasn't hungry or anything. She just didn't feel like eating.

The thought of Vivienne weaseling her way into a teaching job at Class Eighteen got her all sorts of

worked up.

Who did she think she was becoming a teacher?

If that were the case, with her smarts, she could be a teacher too.

But that was not what she wanted. She wanted to get into Elite University on her own merit, and then

climb her way to the top.

The sound of knocking came from outside the door, followed by the nanny's voice, "Ms. Arabella,

Doreen's here. Your grandma wants you downstairs."

Hearing the title gave her the creeps.

Before Vivienne came back, she was the lady of the Hawthorn family. After Vivienne returned, even

though she didn't live at the family estate, people started calling her Ms. Arabella, like they were

reminding her she was adopted.

Arabella brushed off her thoughts. She got up, opened the door, and went downstairs.

When she saw who was on the couch in the living room, she froze.

It was Doreen!

She married into the Churchill family.

Last time at the party, Doreen asked Arabella to help her daughter with her illness, but then she never

came back.

She thought the story from the party got out and Doreen changed her mind, asking Vivienne to help

instead.

Thinking about the party, Arabella was really pissed at Vivienne.

Ever since Joseph's affair was exposed, Octavia had been pushing for a divorce.

Joseph flat-out refused, so there was a big family feud that hadn't ended yet.

Of course, Grandma looked down on the nanny and quickly kicked her out, but Joseph still insisted on

keeping the nanny and refused to divorce Octavia, which was infuriating.

What was worse, Joseph took his anger out on her, thinking her behavior was inappropriate and put

him in a tough spot.

"Ms. Hawthorn!"

Seeing Arabella come downstairs, Doreen got up immediately. She looked sorry and said, "I'm sorry, I

said I'd bring my daughter to see you for treatment, but she's been really traumatized after the car

accident. I've tried to get her to go out, but she refuses." Doreen looked helpless. "I came today to ask

if you could come over to my place to help my daughter."

Arabella was confused. Didn't word get out that Vivienne cured Isolde's illness?

"Don't worry, I won't let you make the trip for nothing. I'll pay you."

"Ms. Doreen, you're too polite. Bertha Baker is a friend of my grandma. We're like family, so never

mind," Arabella said with a smile, "I'll go with Ms. Doreen to check on Ms. Faye."

Doreen breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you so much!"

She paused, then asked, "When would be a good time?"

She was really anxious! Super anxious!

Her daughter's illness had been keeping her up at night.

Her daughter had been out of school for half a year, and hadn't been in the mood to study. She was

about to take the entrance exam, and she didn't know what to do if her daughter continued like this.

Arabella thought for a moment and said, "How about the weekend? You know, exams are coming up,

and students are under a lot of pressure."

Most importantly, Mr. James's team was coming tomorrow. She needed to be fully prepared. She must

get Mr. James's approval.

If she could impress Mr. James and get his personal guidance, the title of 'Havenwood's top student'

this year would be a cinch.

"Ms. Doreen, I'm flattered." Arabella's smile was faint.

She had heard a lot of praise like this, and she was used to it.

After setting the time, Doreen didn't stay long and left.

After she left, Beatrice asked Arabella, "Arabella, are you sure you can cure Ms. Faye's illness?"

The Baker family held a high status in Havenwood, and Doreen married into the Churchill family in

Rivenwood. Beatrice. Beatrice didn't want any mistakes.

"I need to see the patient before I can say," Arabella bit her lip lightly and said, "But it should be fine.

Ms. Faye's disfigurement is due to a car accident. Dr. William has treated similar cases, and he's taught

me."

In reality, she only observed Dr. William perform similar treatments, and he didn't actually teach her.

She was just an external student, only learning the basics. Only Dr. William's actual students got to

learn his real skills.

"That's good!" Beatrice said earnestly, "Arabella, be careful with this. We can't afford to offend the

Churchill family in Rivenwood."

"I know, Grandma."

Cloudcrest High School.

At half-past seven in the morning, Vivienne arrived at school and went straight to her office, which was

separate from the other teachers.

The first class started at eight, but they started reading at half-past seven.

On the way to her office, she had to pass the principal's office.

Just as she was nearing the principal's office, she heard a commotion inside. She was going to walk

right past, but then she heard her name and stopped.

"Lysander, you have to fire Vivienne today no matter what. We won't accept a teacher who got the job

through connections."

"If you don't fire Vivienne, we'll all drop out. Make the decision, principal!"Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"What on earth were you thinking, Principal? That Vivienne has only just come from the sticks where

she's never been schooled a day in her life, and only recently got taken in by the Hawthorn family.

Rumor has it she's been fooling around with that Mr. Ellington, and now you're making her a teacher?

How do you expect our kids to handle this?"

"Not only is she messing with Mr. Ellington, but I heard she's a thief. The Hawthorn family just swept it

under the rug. What kind of lowlife like her deserves to be a teacher?"

Poor Lysander had barely stepped foot in the school before he was ambushed by a posse of parents in

his office.

Everyone had a piece to say, giving him a real headache.

What really got his goat was hearing these people badmouth Vivienne.

These so-called refined, classy parents were just pulling rumors out of thin air, showing such malice

towards a girl. It was absolutely disgusting.

"Ms. Vivienne was personally hired to be a teacher for Class Eighteen. She's not teaching any

subjects, nor will she be teaching any other classes. I've already discussed this with the parents of the

students in Class Eighteen and they didn't kick up a fuss. So I'd appreciate it if you all quit causing a

ruckus for nothing."

"Are you accusing us of causing trouble for nothing?" a parent fired back. "She has no qualifications or

integrity. What right does she have to be a teacher? If she was teaching at another school, it'd be none

of my business. But when it comes to teachers at Cloudcrest High School, I won't stand for it. I don't

want my child calling someone like that 'teacher'."

"Exactly! Even if she's not teaching, she's still a teacher!"

"You put her in through the back door and you think you're right? We donate so much money every

year. Is it so you can bring in troublemakers like her?"

If he wasn't the principal, he would want to slap these parents.

"Ms. Vivienne didn't come in through any back door. Her hiring process was completely above board!"

Lysander retorted through gritted teeth.

"Oh, so if you say there's no problem, is there really no problem? Quit spouting nonsense. If Vivienne

isn't fired today, we won't let this go!"