The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Arabella's face suddenly flushed. She bit her lips tightly, "Sis, what are you talking about? What drug? I

don't get it."

Even though that incident caused quite a stir at the time, the Hawthorn family managed to keep a lid on

it. Plus, the news about her drugging someone never made the headlines!

Though it was still a hot topic for gossip, it didn't really affect her.

Vivienne just brought it up in public.

"You should count your lucky stars that you're Mr. Hawthorn's adopted daughter, not Beatrice's."

Vivienne raised her eyes, radiating a chilliness from head to toe.

If it weren't for Arabella being Dorian's adopted daughter, Vivienne, a popular talent in Havenwood,

would have been the town’s talk.

"I really don't know what you're talking about, sis. Did I offend you somehow and make you angry?"

Arabella's eyes welled up with tears. She looked so fragile and helpless that it tugged at people's

heartstrings.

Vivienne didn't even bother to spare her another glance. "Whether you truly don't understand or are just

playing dumb. Stop bothering me. And don't even think about comparing your shallow knowledge to

mine, because you're not even on my level."

Vivienne turned to leave, but after a few steps, she abruptly stopped. "Since you're studying medicine, I

suggest you get your head checked. What I said yesterday was that I'm going to teach at Cloudcrest

High School!"

"What?" Arabella was so shocked that she couldn't even pretend anymore, almost popping her eyes

out. "A teacher?"

Was this a joke?

She thought Vivienne was just joking around yesterday!

Even now, she believed this was a joke!

Vivienne didn't reply. Charlotte, who was standing nearby, couldn't wait to step up. She held Vivienne's

arm and said cheerfully, "Ms. Vivienne, why don’t we go eat outside? There’s an annoying fly in the

cafeteria today. Eating here might upset our stomachs."

Without even glancing at Arabella, Charlotte continued, "There's a buffet restaurant outside the school.

They have a variety of delicious food, especially their cakes. They’re scrumptious. It's not crowded at

this hour, so no one will fight us for the food."

"Cake!" Vivienne’s eyes lit up, "Let’s go!"

She badly needed a piece of cake to sweeten her sour mood!

It had nothing to do with Arabella. She was just ticked off by the shocking grades of her fellow

classmates.

"Make way. Who's picking on Ms. Vivienne, I'll show them."

Logan had originally gone to get Vivienne's meal. Back in the day, Class Eighteen never had to line up

in the cafeteria, but since Vivienne set the rule of not making any trouble, he had to queue up

obediently.

With so many students, the queue was long. Before he even got his meal, someone from Class

Eighteen came to tell him that someone was giving Ms. Vivienne a hard time. Even Oberon was

defeated. He immediately rushed over.

He didn't even get his food!

Logan pushed through the crowd, and immediately spotted Arabella. His temper flared up instantly, "It's

you again, Arabella. You've picked on our Class Eighteen before. I let you off once because of the

Hawthorn family's influence. But you dare to pick on Ms. Vivienne today! Are you asking for it?"

After saying that, he charged forward, ready to take action.

Although Logan was a bit of a tough guy, he did have his principles, especially about not hitting girls. Of

course, Vivienne and Arabella were exceptions.

Vivienne was so powerful that Logan had to submit to her.

Logan had long wanted to give this hypocrite Arabella a piece of his mind.

But just as he was about to act, Vivienne quickly grabbed his collar and yanked him back.

Before he could regain his balance, Vivienne had already smacked him on the forehead. "You shouldn't

fight with lowly creatures. It'll ruin your image."

Arabella yelled angrily. Was she being referred to as a lowly creature?

Logan looked confused, "Did God ever say something like that?"

Vivienne answered, "No, I made it up."

Logan was silent for a moment. "Oh, I get it. You mean if a dog bites you and you bite it back, you

become just like the dog, right? Especially if it's a mad dog, we should just stay away from it." Logan

said seriously.

Arabella was so angry she almost spat blood.

But the thought of Vivienne being Class Eighteen's teacher was all that filled her mind.

After a moment of silence, she asked, "Sis, are you really Class Eighteen's teacher? Did Mr. Ellington

arrange this for you? Are you messing around? You don't even have professional training. How can you

teach others? Class Eighteen's grades are bad enough. You can't drag them down any further."

She absolutely couldn't let Vivienne teach at Cloudcrest High School.

They both were daughters of the Hawthorn family, and Vivienne was a teacher while she was a

student. Was that reasonable?

Even if Vivienne got the job through some special connection, it was not acceptable!

She would die from anger.

Before Vivienne could respond, Arabella continued, "You should focus on studying. Maybe you could

get into a university in the future. What you're doing now is just wasting your own time, and Class

Eighteen's."

"Yeah, look at yourself. Thinking about being a teacher, people will laugh their teeth off!" Coral chimed

in.

Vivienne glanced at her. "If you laugh your teeth out, put them in a bag and go to the dentist to get

them fixed."

"You're the one who'll lose your teeth!" Coral retorted angrily.

Vivienne used to be the quiet type, but why has she suddenly turned into a chatterbox today?

"Oh, so you're dissing me now, huh? You didn't show me respect." Vivienne said.

Then Vivienne took out her phone and dialed a number.

As soon as the call connected, Vivienne said, "Principal, Arabella and Coral here. They're disrespecting

me. They even insulted me. Please, I need you to publicly criticize them in front of the whole school."

"Sis!"

"Vivienne!"

Arabella and Coral yelled simultaneously, their faces turning red as tomatoes, fuming with anger.

Arabella's hands were clenched into fists, biting her lip so hard that she was about to draw blood. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Her voice trembling. "When have I ever disrespected you? Everyone saw that I've always been polite to

you."

Vivienne barely lifted her eyelids, "Where are we?"

"School!" Arabella answered reflexively.

"Oh."

Arabella was speechless.

Oh? Was that all? Then why did Vivienne tattle?

What would she do if she got publicly shamed in front of the whole school?

"Vivienne! Have you lost your mind, tattling to the principal over such a petty thing?" Coral's eyes were

bulging out of their sockets.

Their lives couldn't afford a single blemish.

"Yes, I'm a snitch. Got a problem with that?" Vivienne said calmly.

Coral couldn't say anything.

Vivienne! She was not even embarrassed saying that!

Just as Coral was about to argue with Vivienne, a voice came from the school broadcast room.

"Arabella and Coral, for disrespecting and insulting a teacher, you are now being publicly criticized over

the school broadcast system. This will be recorded as a demerit."

Arabella and Coral were both speechless.