The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 311

"Vivienne, I heard about the incident at your home. My mother, bless her heart, tends to speak her mind. Sometimes she speaks without even considering the consequences. I hope you can overlook this for my sake." Calista stepped forward with an apologetic tone.

In front of Percival, the man she couldn't let go of, no matter how hard she tried, she had to do her utmost to impress him. She needed to paint herself in the best light.

She gestured towards a handbag on display and turned to the attendant. "Please wrap this up for Vivienne. It's my way of apologizing."

"You're asking me to overlook this for your sake?" Vivienne looked at her as a smirk played on her lips. "Are you that important?"

"I..." Calista was taken aback by Vivienne's response. Her cool demeanor evaporated, leaving behind a small and visibly flustered woman.

Mila, after seeing her daughter insulted, frowned. "Vivienne, Calista is genuinely trying to apologize, and you're throwing it back in her face?! What kind of attitude is that?"

Even if Vivienne was recognized by the Brooks family, in Mila's eyes, she was still a country bumpkin. She was far beneath their social standing.

And so, Mila wished she could personally set Vivienne straight and teach her a lesson in manners.

"You are nothing like a lady of the Brooks family. I suggest you adjust your attitude, lest you embarrass Scott!" Mila's rebuke was cold and harsh.

"Is that so?" Percival's icy gaze turned towards them as a shadow spread across his face. "Are you questioning Vivienne's status?"

Even if Vivienne wasn't the rightful heiress of the Brooks family, it wasn't Mila's place to scorn her.

"I...I didn't mean it like that..." Mila stuttered under Percival's intense gaze. "Mr. Ellington, you misunderstood. I'm just saying Vivienne isn't suitable for you. She's punching above her weight."

Percival, though known to be a wastrel, was also known to have the backing of Richard Ellington, the patriarch of the Ellington family.

No matter how worthless Percival was considered, Richard's endorsement was all that mattered.

Mila, with her ambitions of becoming the matriarch of the Brooks family, was not willing to settle for an ordinary man for her daughter. The opportunity to align with the powerful Ellington family seemed like a good prospect.

After all, it was Percival who had funded Calista's research.

While looking down at her, Percival moved to put an arm around Vivienne. "Punching above her weight?!"

"Mr. Ellington, don't take it to heart. My mother was out of line. She's just overly protective of her daughter." Calista, fuming inside, forced herself to apologize on behalf of her mother. "Vivienne, you don't have to feel obliged. This gift is just a way to show my sincerity, nothing more."

The bag was worth at least a million dollars. It might not impress the usual socialites, but for Vivienne, it should be more than enough.

What kind of luxury would a country girl like her encounter? Gifting her such an expensive item was a privilege.

She conveniently forgot about Vivienne's billion-dollar gemstone bid at the auction and Judith's generous 30-million-dollar gift to her.

Not to mention Richard's promise to give Vivienne anything she wanted, even if it cost a hundred billion.

"It's quite ugly." Vivienne said while looking at the bag with a blank expression, completely ignoring Calista's so-called 'apology.'

Calista was taken aback. "What did you say?"