The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 737

Vivienne's eyes crinkled with mirth, "Soren's injuries still have yet to recover?"

Anna replied with a soft concern, "It's healed, mostly. But the spot where the shrapnel hit him, it flares up whenever there's a storm brewing. Ms. Vivienne, do you know of any remedy that could help him fully recover?"

"Sure do," Vivienne said, her eyes gleaming with mischief as if she were privy to some juicy gossip. "But why are you asking on his behalf? Let him come to me. Treatment needs to be personalized, doesn't it? How can I offer advice without seeing the patient himself?"

At Vivienne's words, Anna's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red. "I—I wanted him to come, but he's a bit reluctant. He's scared of Percival, and then there's the matter of…"

Her voice trailed off, growing fainter and fainter as if she were grappling with how to articulate her thoughts. Her eyes were a tumultuous sea of turmoil and embarrassment.

Vivienne's curiosity piqued even further. She had never seen Anna so flustered before.

Aaron, ever blunt and without reservations, blurted out, "Vivienne, let me fill you in. It's all Kenneth's fault. Lately, that boy's been acting like a lovesick puppy, shadowing Anna every chance he gets."

It wasn't just his clinginess that was the issue.

The guy had been laying on the charm thick, using the most cringeworthy pick-up lines imaginable.

He'd gone all out on his confession to Anna; Aaron counted off on his fingers, "He started off with the classic—candlelit dinners, red roses, pretty standard. But then he went off the deep end with those heart-shaped music boxes, you know, the ones with glittery rainbow colors and Anna's picture plastered all over them. And the cacti? Don't even get me started, and then there was that snow globe..."

Vivienne listened, her face contorting with second-hand embarrassment.

She tried to maintain a straight face, but her twitching lips betrayed her. She had little hope that Aaron's storytelling was going to improve.

Aaron opened his mouth, then burst into laughter, "You should've seen it, Vivienne. That snow globe—it had a tiny figurine of Kenneth inside, and when you shook it, it would play 'Eye of the Tiger' and the little guy would start dancing. Hilarious!"

A tiny figurine, singing 'Eye of the Tiger'?

And dancing?

Vivienne pictured the scene and looked at Anna with a mix of sympathy and amusement. "You've had it rough…"

Anna couldn't even muster a smile. She had kept silent for fear of this very embarrassment.

While Vivienne managed to hold back her laughter, Aaron had already had his fill of amusement back at school.

Now, he was laughing uncontrollably. Anna held back her impulse to slap Aaron and said, seething, "Go on, laugh. Let's see if you can keep laughing when Percival comes back later."

She was frustrated! Kenneth was the one doing all those embarrassing things, yet she was the one who was embarrassed!

Aaron was having the laugh of his life, and he didn’t fully grasp Anna's threat. "So what? You think I'm scared of you? Or do you... Wait, who's coming back?"

His laughter ceased abruptly, turning into a hiccup, "Percival's out dealing with business, isn't he? Why would he be back so soon? Did you message him?"

A barrage of questions tumbled out of Aaron before Anna could respond.

Seeing the smug look on her face, Aaron realized the truth, his handsome features momentarily crumbling. "Oh, you're good, Anna. Here I was, being all nice, bringing you to Vivienne, and this is how you repay me? You traitor, you've betrayed the cause!"