The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 705

The bodyguard wanted to fight back, but he found that he was not only immobilized, but his bones felt like they were shattering.

His face was a picture of shock as he stared at Vivienne.

She was so strong!

How could such a young girl be so powerful? Who on earth was she?

With icy blue eyes that could freeze hell over, Vivienne coldly inquired, "What were you about to do?"

For reasons he couldn't fathom, locking eyes with Vivienne was like being cornered by a wolf. He had been a bodyguard for the Abernathy family for over two decades, trained in martial arts and bolstered by remarkable strength, but before this girl, he felt utterly insignificant.

The bodyguard remained silent for a moment before finally speaking, "I apologize. I was out of line."

Vivienne glanced at him dismissively, shook his hand off, and casually wiped her hands with a tissue from her pocket.

It seemed like a gentle shake, but the bodyguard was flung several meters away. He had to use his own strength just to steady himself.

He looked up at Vivienne again and then turned to Victoria, speaking in a low voice, "Miss, we should leave."

"Slap!"

Before the bodyguard could finish, Victoria's hand connected sharply with his face, followed by a furious scolding, "You useless thing! I sent you to deal with those two old fools, and you got weak at the knees over a pretty face? What use are you to me?"

The bodyguard took the slap without a hint of dissatisfaction, softly advising, "Miss, this person is very strong. With her here, we won't succeed today. Let's go back and devise a plan."

"Hmph! When I, Victoria Abernathy, want something, there's no need for planning. You're a failure, and now you want to teach me how to handle my affairs?"

Victoria glared at the bodyguard, then turned her attention to Vivienne. "I want to see what she can do about it!"

With that, she marched forward, hand raised to strike Vivienne, but before she could even swing, Vivienne kicked her away!

"Thud!"

Victoria slammed against a wall several meters away, coughing up blood immediately.

"Miss!"

The bodyguard's face paled as he rushed to help Victoria to her feet.

Clutching her chest, Victoria looked at Vivienne in disbelief; she had been sent flying by a single kick without even a moment to react.

She wasn't some delicate flower – she was the heiress of the ancient warrior lineage, the Abernathy family. Martial training was her childhood bread and butter, and her inner energy was among the best in her family. Few in her family could match her.

Yet today, she didn't even have the chance to react before being kicked away.

"Who are you?" Victoria asked, eyeing Vivienne warily.

When did Kaitlyn acquaint herself with someone so formidable? She had never heard of her.

"I'm your worst nightmare!" Vivienne replied with an expressionless face.

Victoria's face turned sour as she snapped at Vivienne, "Don't think because you know a few fighting tricks you can strut around here like some hotshot. I am Victoria Abernathy, the heiress of the ancient warrior lineage, the Abernathy family. Kaitlyn has offended us! Be smart and stay out of this."

Vivienne, hands in her pockets and eyes half-hidden by a curtain of hair, spoke with a voice as cold as the winter frost, "What if I insist on getting involved?"

The ancient warrior lineage?

Perfect!

She let Samantha go just to deal with the likes of the Abernathy family.

Victoria narrowed her eyes. "Then you won't live to see tomorrow!"

"Haha!" Vivienne laughed, "I've been told that my whole life, yet here I am, alive and kicking. Want to know what happened to those who said that to me?"