The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 253

Richard strode in, making a beeline for Vivienne.

"Vivienne, let's go. Let's head back home. I've had it with these godforsaken Brooks!" Richard barked. "Once you're with the Ellingtons, no one would dare cross you. I’d break their legs if they tried!"

"Unlike this bunch of hypocrites who claim to love you but let others treat you badly! Pretentious snobs! We won’t play their game."

Scott and Judith were dumbfounded.

He might as well have named them outright.

Scott coughed. "Richard, you've misunderstood..."

Before he could finish, Richard cut him off with a tirade. "Misunderstood? Do I look like a fool to you? Can’t I see whether you're genuinely kind to Vivienne or just making life difficult for her? Scott, you pleaded with Vivienne to come back for what? Do you see what is happening now? Is your love and fatherly persona already worn out now that she’s back?

As long as I am alive, I won't let anyone bully Vivienne. Isn't she better off with the Ellingtons, where she can live in the lap of luxury? Why should she stick around here and put up with your crap? Today, I am taking Vivienne home! No ifs, ands, or buts about it!”

Scott fell silent. He didn't even get a chance to speak.

The rest of the Brooks family members didn't dare utter a word.

Richard's temper was even more volatile than their old man’s.

Speaking up at this moment was tantamount to walking into a minefield.

"Richard!" Paula scowled. "This is the Brooks family residence, not the Ellingtons! You can't just barge in here and hurl insults. That's way out of line!"

She glanced at Vivienne, icily adding, "Vivienne is only engaged to Percival. Whether they'll even get married is still up in the air. So, stop referring to her as your granddaughter-in-law. A Brooks daughter isn't obliged to marry into the Ellington family. She is a Brooks, so she has no reason to go back with you!"

"Oh?" Richard turned to Paula as a grin slowly played on his lips. "I haven't even started with you, and you're already getting defensive?"

Paula arched an eyebrow, unflinching under Richard's gaze.

"SMACK!"

Richard wielded his cane, striking Paula without hesitation. He then began another tirade. "Who the hell do you think you are? Who gave you the audacity to lecture me? Just because you have a mouth for swearing you think can talk to me? Is it filled with maggots or crap?

You’re not getting any younger, and you’re still so ugly! Always running back to your parents' house and causing them trouble! Only a coward like Baron would tolerate you. If you were my daughter-in-law, I would’ve broken your damned legs!”

“You!” Paula’s face was twisted with rage.

This damned old man.

He got a foot in the door and thought he owned the place?

“Really? Have the Brooks family rules gone topsy-turvy? A married daughter is just causing a ruckus in her parents' home, and no one can rein her in?” Richard glanced at Judith, who was standing silently off to the side, and huffed. “If you can't handle her, have Baron give me a call. I'll take care of it for you!”

With that, he hit Paula again with his cane as he barked like a vicious Pitbull. “I'll make sure she learns her lesson!”

“Enough!” Paula roared, “What happens in this family is none of your business! Get out!”