The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

As soon as Vivienne finished her words, the room was so quiet it felt like time had stopped.

Dorian, Cordelia, and Arabella were all staring at Vivienne in disbelief.

Their brains seemed to have short-circuited, leaving them utterly speechless.

"Sis, you said you're going to teach at Cloudcrest High School?" Arabella was the first to snap out of it,

her face still full of disbelief.

Had she misheard or was she dreaming?

Vivienne had said she was going to teach at Cloudcrest High School?

Was she out of her mind?

A person without any formal education was going to be a teacher, and at a prestigious school in

Havenwood, no less?

Did she think the school was her own property?

Vivienne leaned back in her chair and nodded seriously, "You heard right."

Arabella thought, "How dare you! How could you even say that?"

Dorian and Cordelia were completely dumbfounded. They didn't process the conversation between

Vivienne and Arabella.

Their minds were filled with the question, was there something wrong with Vivienne?

How could she say something so absurd?

Arabella was infuriated by Vivienne's words and couldn't help but stand up, "Fine, then I can't wait to

see how you're going to teach at Cloudcrest High School. I'll be waiting for you there."

A country girl had the audacity to make such a brazen statement!

She'd love to see Vivienne make a fool of herself!

Vivienne gave a slight smile, "You don't have to wait for me, I won't be teaching you."

Even if Arabella wanted to learn, she had no intention of teaching her.

Arabella snorted coldly and turned to leave, not even bothering to maintain the facade of politeness

with Dorian and the others, and walked away with a cold expression.

After she left, Dorian and Cordelia finally snapped back to reality.

They stared at Vivienne for a long while before Cordelia finally spoke, "Vivienne, don't take Arabella's

words to heart. If you want to go to school, we can help you find a more average school where you

won't feel so pressured. Once you graduate from high school, you can go to medical school."

She intuitively believed that Vivienne had said what she did just to annoy Arabella.

Vivienne looked up at them, seriousness written all over her face, "Mr. Dorian, Cordelia, I wasn't joking.

The principal of Cloudcrest High School has offered me a position as the homeroom teacher of Senior

Class Eighteen, with a salary of ten thousand dollars a month!"

The principal had been pleading with her, even sending her private messages detailing the situation of

Senior Class Eighteen at Cloudcrest High School, and offering a salary of ten thousand a month. She

had turned him down multiple times. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

But now...

Some people were asking for trouble!

So she wasn't going to hold back.

Seeing her serious demeanor, Dorian and Cordelia exchanged glances, then quietly got up, "The food

is getting cold, let's eat."

Vivienne went silent.

Was that— disbelief?

She wasn't bluffing!

Why didn't they believe her?

Did she have an untrustworthy face?

Thinking this, Vivienne walked over to the mirror and took a careful look at her beautiful face, touching

it with her finger. She mumbled in confusion, "I look pretty good! Why don't they believe me?"

With a sigh, she silently made her way to the dining table.

After dinner, Vivienne returned to her room and sent a message to the principal of Cloudcrest High

School, informing him that she accepted his offer.

The principal sent a flurry of excited messages in response, expressing his warm welcome.

Vivienne said, "Most people in Havenwood are very welcoming, aside from a few."

At seven o'clock, Vivienne was rudely awakened by two sharp screams.

"Ah!"

"Ah!"

The screams were so sharp and loud that the entire room seemed to vibrate!

Vivienne rubbed her ears and walked out of her room, "What happened?"

Inside the living room, Dorian and Cordelia were staring at their phones in shock.

After a while, Dorian finally spoke to Cordelia, "Give me two slaps, I need to know if I'm dreaming!"

"Slap!"

Without hesitation, Cordelia slapped him across the face!

Did she really slap him??

"Ouch! It hurts!" Dorian's face was filled with excitement.

"Ouch! My hand hurts too!" Cordelia looked at her slightly swollen hand. She had hit him hard, which

meant she wasn't dreaming!

Seeing Vivienne, Dorian quickly walked over to her, "Vivienne, give me two slaps too."

Vivienne said, "That's not appropriate."

"It's okay, it's just the two of us. You won't tell anyone." Dorian moved his face closer, "Quick, slap me

twice. I need to make sure I'm not dreaming!"

Vivienne's mouth twitched, and she said solemnly, "It's seven in the morning, you're at Tranquil

Estates, the sun's up as usual, there's steam coming off your cup of coffee, you——are not dreaming!"

"Am I really not dreaming?" Dorian still seemed a bit skeptical.

"You're not." Vivienne seemed a bit exasperated, "So, can you tell me what happened?"

Hearing Vivienne's firm answer, Dorian finally felt certain about one thing — he was not dreaming.

He excitedly handed his phone to Vivienne, opening the call log, "See what this is?"

Vivienne glanced at the number of the first call and immediately understood!

That number belonged to Dawson!

She didn't expect Dawson to call Dorian so early, and personally at that.

No wonder Dorian thought he might be dreaming!

Anyone else might have thought they were dreaming too!

The chairman of Alliance Enterprises had personally called him, the odds of that happening were

incredibly slim.

"I got hired by Alliance Enterprises," Dorian started chattering when Vivienne didn't respond. "And it

was Dawson, the chairman of Alliance Enterprises, who personally called me."

Dorian's face was all smiles. "Holy cow! It's Alliance Enterprises, I can't even fathom working there, let

alone as a project manager. And the cherry on top is a million-dollar annual salary! And that's not even

counting the commissions!"

Vivienne chuckled, "Congrats."

Dorian's previous position at Hawthorn Group was a project manager. Dawson, being a detail-oriented

person, particularly created this position for him.

But a million-dollar annual salary...

Dawson might have given such a high salary because of Vivienne's relationship. Cordelia snapped out

of her shock and said, "That's fantastic, you don't need to work elsewhere anymore, Vivienne's

wedding fund is secured."

Dorian and Cordelia were elated for a while before Dorian realized, "Crap, Mr. Dawson asked me to

report at the office at eight o 'clock so I can't be late. I'm skipping breakfast, you guys eat up, I'm gonna

go."

With that, he was out the door like a shot.

All Vivienne and Cordelia could do was share a wry smile.

After finishing breakfast, Cordelia started cleaning up the house while Vivienne headed out.

She was going to Cloudcrest High School.

Considering Dorian and Cordelia didn't seem to trust her yesterday, she decided not to tell Cordelia

where she was going.