The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 25

At the Hawthorn’s residence.

Arabella just got home from school, in a great mood. As soon as she walked in, she ran up to Beatrice,

handed her the test paper, and said, “Granny, I got my mock exam results. I ranked sixth in my grade

and twentieth citywide. My teacher said I might be able to apply to Prospera University.”

“Really?” Beatrice took the test paper and looked at the score, her face lighting up, “Awesome! We’re

finally going to have the first Prospera University student in our family.”

Arabella smiled and said, “I’ll work even harder. I hope to be the top student in Havenwood.”

“Good! That’s my granddaughter, you should have this spirit!” Beatrice said happily.

Right then, the maid walked over and said, “Ma’am, Percival and Leopold are here.”

Beatrice’s face changed, “They must be here for tomorrow’s engagement, but we haven’t sorted out

Vivienne’s problem yet.”

Arabella pursed her lips and whispered, “Granny, don’t worry yet. The engagement is tomorrow, right?

We still have a chance tonight at Octavia’s birthday.” “That’s correct.” Beatrice adjusted her expression

and said to the maid, “Let them in.”

In a bit, the maid led Percival and his party in. Percival was still in his wheelchair, pushed by Thomas.

Leopold, a rich kid, was standing casually to one side.

Beatrice glanced at them with a flash of disdain in her eyes, but she plastered on a smile. “Mr.

Ellington, what brings you here today?”

“I came specifically today to thank Miss Arabella for saving my sister’s life.” Percival’s tone was softer

than usual.

Beatrice and Arabella both blinked, sharing a puzzled look. Beatrice wisely remained silent. Arabella

didn’t speak either. Her lips were tightly closed as if she was contemplating something.

Then it dawned on Arabella. He was talking about the girl at the mall entrance, Percival’s sister. But

Isolde’s condition was severe. Could it be that Vivienne accidentally cured her?

Before Arabella could speak, Percival gave Thomas a look. He immediately brought out the prepared

gifts. “We heard Miss Arabella is studying medicine, so we specially prepared some medicinal herbs,

over ten kinds of rare herbs…”

Before Thomas could finish, Arabella’s eyes lit up.

Oh my god! These were herbs that money couldn’t buy, and they were extremely rare. Who would have

thought Percival would be so generous and give them all to her?

No, wait! It must have been Percival’s grandpa who was generous! Isolde was Percival’s grandpa’s

favorite granddaughter!

“Here’s a check for five million.” Thomas handed a check to Arabella. “If you need anything else, let us

know, and we’ll do our best to accommodate you.”

Arabella looked at the check and the precious herbs in her hand, dumbstruck. It took her a while to

recover, then she smiled and said, “Dr. William always teaches me that doctors should have a heart of

kindness. Treating patients is a doctor’s duty, so I don’t need the check….

Before she could finish speaking, Beatrice suddenly stood up and shouted at her, “Arabella!”

Did she know what she was doing? This was a check for five million! This was money that could help

the Hawthorn family through their hardship.

Arabella turned her head and gave Beatrice a reassuring look. Although Beatrice wasn’t satisfied, she

didn’t say anything more.

Arabella turned back and continued, “Mr. Ellington, could you give us a price for those herbs, so we

could buy them? I’m a medical student, and those herbs are very important to me.”

Percival glanced at her, the corner of his stern mouth lifting in a smirk. “The Ellington family doesn’t

take back what they give.”

Arabella smiled, appearing content. “Mr. Ellington, there’s no need…”

Before she could finish, Percival said to Beatrice, “Speaking of which, my engagement party with Ms.

Vivienne has been postponed to ten days later.”

Upon hearing this, Arabella’s smile froze. What did he mean? Did Percival think she was awesome

since she cured Isolde, so he didn’t want to marry Vivienne and wanted to marry her instead?

Was he going to use these ten days to woo her? What was going on?

Beatrice also didn’t expect Percival to suddenly postpone the engagement and asked anxiously,

“Why?”

Percival said nonchalantly, “There are some matters that need to be taken care of.”

Hearing this explanation, Arabella became more anxious. Percival must have not wanted to marry

Vivienne anymore. That was why he was making

excuses.

What should she do? Should she tell Percival that it wasn’t her who cured Isolde?

But looking at those precious herbs….

Although everyone knew Dr. William took her as a student, they didn’t know she was only an auxiliary

student and what she could learn was limited.

Arabella clenched her fists but didn’t speak up in the end. She needed the herbs! Percival had to marry

Vivienne!

“But…”

Before Beatrice could say more, Percival said his goodbyes, “I have other business, so I won’t intrude

any longer.”

After Percival left, Beatrice finally turned to look at Arabella. “Arabella, what’s the deal here?” Percival

suddenly showing up to thank Arabella for saving his life, and the engagement party being postponed

had Beatrice all jittery.

Biting her lip and looking as pale as a ghost, Arabella replied, “Grams, I think it’s because I helped Mr.

Ellington’s sister get better, and now he’s got it in his head to marry me! What should I do? If he tries to

force me into marriage, then I…”

“No way!” Beatrice abruptly stood up. “You can’t marry him!”

Sure, Percival might have dropped a cool five million, but he was still a good–for–nothing. Arabella

should be with the best, someone who can bring even more prestige to the Hawthorn family. Her sights

weren’t set on Havenwood, but Rivenwood!

Arabella was her trump card! She planned on using Arabella to kick the Hawthorns out of Rivenwood!

“But…” Arabella mumbled, looking down, “Mr. Ellington’s been giving me the eye. He might have

already made up his mind.”

Beatrice’s face turned sour as she began to pace back and forth. Arabella didn’t interrupt her. After a

while, Beatrice stopped and turned to Arabella. “Let the two of them tie the knot.”

Arabella looked shocked. “Grams, what are you saying?”

“Get on the horn with Mr. Ellington and invite him to your sister Octavia’s birthday bash,” Beatrice said.

“Do you think Mr. Ellington will show?” Arabella was skeptical.

“If someone else invited him, he might flake. But you saved Isolde, so he’ll definitely make an

appearance.” Beatrice was certain.

Seeing this, Arabella nodded. “Alright, got it.”