The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 1007

The person in the bed stirred slightly but didn't open their eyes.

Vivienne watched her closely and deliberately dragged her chair, letting out a sigh, "If you don't believe me, then I might as well leave."

The next second, Cordelia's voice, weak and feeble, broke the silence, "Vivienne, wait..."

As she tried to sit up, Cordelia's vision blurred, nearly passing out.

Vivienne rushed over to support her, placing a cushion behind her back and handing her a glass of water before sitting down again.

After taking a sip of water, Cordelia couldn't quite meet Vivienne's gaze, her voice laden with guilt, "Vivienne, it's not what you think. I didn't mean I didn't trust you."

"It's just so hard to believe. How could Delilah turn against you, even trying to kill Flynn? How could she do such a thing? Flynn is her own child!"

Vivienne listened quietly without interrupting.

When Cordelia had calmed down a bit, Vivienne spoke gently, "Cordelia, you don't need to blame yourself or feel guilty towards me. The person you saw wasn't the real Aunt Delilah."

Cordelia was taken aback.

Her expression changed, "Vivienne, what do you mean by she wasn't the real Delilah?"

Vivienne thought for a moment, using a past incident as an example, "Cordelia, do you remember when you and Dorian were impersonated on your way to my family reunion?"

Cordelia's eyes widened in realization, "She was an impostor?"

Vivienne nodded.

Cordelia's body shook, and after a long moment, she finally exhaled the breath she'd been holding, "Then—where is the real Delilah?"

Vivienne's brows furrowed slightly, "She's gone."

Cordelia burst into tears, "She... she's gone?"

Vivienne nodded, embracing Cordelia, letting her cry it out.

After a while, when Cordelia had calmed down somewhat, Vivienne pulled out a pendant that belonged to Delilah and handed it to her.

"This was your aunt's, but... now it's up to you to look after it."

Cordelia's hand froze in mid-air as she fought back tears, finally finding her voice, "Vivienne, how did Delilah die?"

Vivienne recalled how Delilah had clung to Abigail's legs, both disappearing into a flash of light, feeling a strange surge of emotion, "Even in death, she didn't let that person harm Flynn."

Maybe it was her own pregnancy hormones, but she could understand Delilah's determination to protect Flynn at all costs.

Cordelia's held-back tears finally blurred her vision as she cried.

"Your aunt might have been difficult at times, but her heart was in the right place. She came to me with Flynn, looking to make amends for the past."

"She truly wanted to change, but..."

Vivienne knew Cordelia needed time to come to terms with the loss of her loved one.

For the rest of their time together, she simply listened.

Before leaving, Cordelia wanted to take Flynn back to the Brooks family, as he had no other relatives in Rivenwood besides her.