The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 235

Vivienne, seated in the car, heard what Scott said. Her almond-shaped eyebrows raised slightly as her lips curled into a smile. However, there was still a hint of mockery lurking within her smile.

She lounged against the car door with her eyes riveted on Scott, yet remained silent.

“Scott.” Percival rolled up his sleeves, a bit uncomfortable with the heat. His movements were slow and deliberate, and his tone was subtly mocking. "Are you sure you haven't made another mistake this time?"

"I had the paternity test done. I supervised the whole process until the results came out. There's no mistake this time." Scott stated with utter sincerity.

When the rush paternity test report came out, his suspicions were confirmed. He was overjoyed and immediately went to Dorian's place.

However, he found out that Vivienne had already left for Rivenwood. So he rushed to Rivenwood.

In Rivenwood, he searched for Vivienne for two days. Considering that Vivienne was Percival's fiancée, he even visited the Ellington family, but found neither Vivienne nor Percival.

Then, someone reported that they saw Percival's car returning from the suburbs to the city. He immediately intercepted them.

In his excitement, he caused quite a scene. Only when he noticed the curious glances of passersby did he realize his overreaction.

"If you don't trust me, you can have Vivienne accompany me to the Ellington family's medical facility for another paternity test." Scott's voice was filled with joy. It was as if he had regained something precious. "Percival, I want to take Vivienne home. Everyone is waiting for her."

"Whether or not she returns to your family isn't up to you or me." Percival glanced at the impassive Vivienne and said indifferently, "It's up to Vivienne."

"Vivienne." Scott called her name again, his voice filled with relief and excitement. "I am your father. I'm here to take you home."

Vivienne opened the car door and silently stepped out with her hands tucked in her pockets and her gaze fixed on Scott.

Now that Vivienne was finally out of the car, Scott let out a sigh of relief. His eyes were brimming with tears. "I know you're angry because I mistook someone else for you before. But, in fact, I've always been suspicious of Arabella's identity. But Beatrice switched the DNA samples for the paternity tests, and that's why we couldn't find out the truth.

You know, I have been looking for you and your mother for years. I searched everywhere for you. Now, I've finally found you, but your mother has already..."

His voice trailed off, and he let out a long sigh.

Vivienne listened to him with a completely expressionless face. After Scott finished, she asked casually, "Have you been to the Jade Garden Residences?"

"Yes, I have." Scott immediately understood Vivienne's meaning and nodded. "Don't worry, I've expressed my gratitude to your adoptive parents."

Speaking of which, when he met Dorian, he was a bit envious.

He immaturely scrutinized Dorian from head to toe and from toe to head, comparing him with himself several times.

Karen suddenly ran away from their wedding, only to marry Dorian. This fact was a thorn in his side.

He didn't understand what he did wrong or why Dorian was better than him, to the point that Karen chose him to spend her life with.

What irritated him more was that Dorian was so useless that he allowed Beatrice to drive Karen and Vivienne out of their house, leaving them wandering for ten years.

But now that Karen was gone, there was no point dwelling on the past.

Although Dorian didn't do a good job, he did provide shelter for Karen and Vivienne. So, Scott expressed his sincere gratitude to him.

Vivienne looked at Scott as her cold eyes took him in.

As the head of the Brooks family and the Hawthorn clan and a veteran of the business world, he exuded an undeniable aura. The sharpness in his eyes added a layer of toughness to his demeanor.

He took excellent care of himself. He was nearly fifty, but his face showed no signs of aging.

Vivienne smirked mockingly. She and her mother had been wandering, while her father, the passionate man in the eyes of others, still took care of himself every day.