The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel Chapter 958

When Alyssa saw her, it was like spotting a lifeline in the midst of a storm.

Falling to her knees at Hailey's feet, she burst into tears.

"Please, Aunt Hailey, you have to help us. Winston was granddad's pride and joy, and now he's in the hospital fighting for his life. They're refusing to take responsibility, and I just didn't know where else to turn..."

Through her sobs, Alyssa laid it all out—the car accident, Winston's critical condition.

And she didn't hesitate to lay the blame squarely at Vivienne's feet.

Hailey's gaze turned icy as she looked towards Vivienne, then back to Alyssa, "The Linklaters always face up to their problems. If your brother's in trouble because of Vivienne, you can bet we won't stand by."

Brianna breathed a sigh of relief, throwing a smug look at Vivienne, "Finally, someone from the Wright family makes sense."

Arthur's face darkened, ready to explode, but then Vivienne spoke up, "Dad, let's not waste our breath. If we need to sue, we'll sue. If we need to report this, we'll report it."

Arthur blinked in surprise, "Vivienne, what did you call me?"

After a moment's eye contact, she repeated, "Dad, your hearing's just fine."

Arthur couldn't help but grin, quickly stepping aside to make some calls.

He wanted everyone to know his daughter had finally called him 'Dad'.

But, another lawsuit?

Seems like just yesterday Vivienne had taken the Abernathy family to court, and both they and the Grimshaws had fallen from grace.

Was his daughter plotting another big move?

Vivienne: ...Not this time.

Then, locking eyes with Sasha, Vivienne spoke calmly, "Mom, didn't the hospital say Winston's condition was improving? Maybe we should pay him a visit, just in case he wakes up. It'd be good to have a police report."

Alyssa and Brianna exchanged a worried look.

Winston couldn't survive.

An unknown grandchild, cherished by Hunter, had no place in the Wright family.

Especially now. If he lived, it spelled doom for them.

As Vivienne left, she threw a parting shot at Hailey, "Dear aunt, some folks just can't seem to live a peaceful life. Usually means they won't be living much longer."

Hailey was fuming but Vivienne had already driven off.

Arthur and Sasha entered the house, serene. This was Vivienne's fight now.

Left in the cold were Alyssa and Brianna, unsettled by Vivienne's words.

With the crowd dispersing, Brianna whispered urgently to Alyssa, "What's going on? You said Winston wouldn't last much longer in the hospital, and now he's waking up?"

Alyssa frowned, "I overheard his doctor. He shouldn't be waking up this soon."

Brianna panicked.

She was just dragged into this mess by Alyssa's scheming.

If the truth came out, she'd be dragged down too.

She wasn't about to take the fall for this, "So what do we do now? We need to sort this out before granddad finds out. If Winston wakes up, we won't be able to talk our way out of this..."

Feeling uncertain, Alyssa knew Vivienne's capabilities. Despite Winston's grave injuries, Vivienne had managed to save him.

Who's to say she didn't have some miracle drug to keep him alive?