The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 951

Vivienne Hawthorn rolled her eyes in sheer disbelief.

Seriously? This intelligence level?

And he dreams of taking over the Linklater estate?

Forget it, engaging with such low IQ would only dumb her down!

She didn't bother with Dracon Linklater, instead, she turned to Yorick, “Grandpa! Given he hasn’t committed any serious crime against the state, the higher-ups have decided it’s your call!”

Yorick was momentarily taken aback, somewhat surprised.

Vivienne just smiled, saying nothing.

The reason Dracon was handed over to Yorick was all thanks to her and Percival Ellington’s early discussions with the authorities. The Linklater family had produced a War Hero, former Vanguard Agency head Yorick, now head of the security bureau Vivienne, and diplomat Hector Linklater—each had made significant contributions.

Since Dracon hadn’t caused any real harm, the authorities decided to grant the Linklater family this favor.

Of course!

This favor came at the price of a hundred life-saving pills from Vivienne.

She wasn’t particularly fond of Dracon, nor did she genuinely respect Arthur Linklater. But what could she do when her mother was to become a Linklater? And she, a granddaughter of the Linklater family?

Besides, Yorick had always been genuinely kind to her, and she had never really given her grandfather any gifts.

Let Dracon be a gift to the old man then!

Yorick caught Vivienne’s gaze and immediately understood.

He nodded in gratitude towards Vivienne.

Though he had been harsh, Dracon was his son after all. His death would have brought him sorrow.

Indeed, granddaughters are such blessings!

Ultimately, Yorick decided to disinherit Dracon from the Linklater family. “After the family council’s decision, throw him into that old mansion behind the hills. Let him fend for himself.”

Arthur was tasked with the grim duty of dragging away a terrified Dracon.

The hall was left with only Vivienne and Sasha Perez.

Sasha broke the silence, “Found anything yet?”

Vivienne frowned, “Not yet.”

“Don’t rush,” Sasha advised. “The bait has been set. Just wait quietly, and they’ll show themselves.”

That evening, feeling tired, Yorick didn’t join for dinner.

Arthur looked troubled, alternating between smiles and frowns. Sasha kept serving him food, and he ate absentmindedly, as if his mind was elsewhere.

“What’s up with him?” Vivienne wondered if the day’s events with Dracon had left Arthur traumatized.

Sasha glanced at Arthur and chuckled, “You called him 'dad' for the first time today. He’s just savoring the moment. Let him be.”

Vivienne was puzzled. “When did I call him 'dad'?”

“I didn’t realize.”

Sasha was speechless.

“You kept calling him 'father', what, was that just for fun?”

Vivienne: …

I was just giving him face!

Sasha: Alright! Let’s say it was about giving face!

After a while, Sasha suddenly remembered something. “When you were dealing with your uncle today, why did you bring up Diana Perez?”