The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne)

Chapter 205

A week later, the senior students of Cloudcrest High School were successfully embracing their college

entrance exams.

Half a month later, the college entrance exam results came out, and to everyone's surprise, two dark

horses emerged from Class Eighteen.

One was Charlotte Redwood, who was admitted to the Cambridge Excellence Institute with the highest

score in the state, and the other was Faye Churchill, who was admitted to the Harvard Knowledge

Institute with the second highest score in the state.

It was already quite an achievement for a class to have one student admitted to such prestigious

institutions, yet somehow, Class Eighteen had produced two!

As for Logan Wood, Oberon Harper, and Coral Lockwood, they too had made it to pretty good

universities.

Upon hearing this news, the parents of other classes who had previously targeted Vivienne were

somewhat stunned.

They all doubted their memories. Could this really be the achievement of the once-failing Class

Eighteen?

Lysander was overjoyed. This year, besides the suddenly blossoming Class Eighteen, there were two

students admitted to the prestigious universities. An accomplishment the previous years could not

match.

It was all thanks to his brilliant move of inviting Vivienne to be Class Eighteen’s headteacher.

The parents of the students in Class Eighteen never dreamed that their children could achieve such

good grades. On graduation day, they surrounded Vivienne, expressing their gratitude in turns.

Meanwhile, the parents of the junior students, upon seeing Vivienne, became as eager as a wolf that

had just spotted its prey. They surrounded Vivienne to inquire about which class she would be taking

next year. Whichever class she would head would be the class they planned on transferring their

children into.

Other schools also wanted to recruit this talent. Since Vivienne was generally unreachable, they took

the opportunity to approach her at Cloudcrest High School's graduation ceremony.

Vivienne was surrounded by a sea of people, while Percival, the not-so-useful gym teacher, was

pushed aside.

"Don't even think about it. Vivienne won't stay." He said while looking at Lysander, who was standing

beside him, smiling from ear to ear.

Vivienne came to Cloudcrest High School to look for Anna. Now that Anna was no longer here, she

naturally wouldn't stay.

Lysander's smile stiffened, and he looked at Percival with a hint of resentment. As if he were the

reason he could no longer fantasize and daydream.

"Daydreaming too much can lead to senility." It was like Percival had come to retrieve his prized

possession. Giving Lysander the impression that he should stop living in his fantasy land.

Sure enough, when Vivienne was asked for the nth time which class she would be taking next year,

she said, "I'm sorry. Today is my last day as a headteacher at Cloudcrest High School. After this, I'll

resign and no longer teach."

The parents of the junior students were greatly disappointed and dispersed, leaving only the parents of

Senior Class Eighteen, who were still enthusiastically surrounding Vivienne.

This scene, naturally, was witnessed by many, including Scott Brooks, who had come to attend

Arabella's graduation ceremony at her request.

"That seems to be your foster sister." Scott said, looking at Vivienne in the crowd. "Let's go say hello."

A shadow crossed Arabella's eyes. She was reluctant.

Originally, her practice test scores were enough to meet the admission line of the prestigious

universities, but she underperformed in the actual college entrance exams and only got into a lower-

ranked university.

On the other hand, the performance of Vivienne's Class Eighteen was surprisingly outstanding. Even

Coral, who transferred to her class, got into a top-tier university, while she, the talented girl from

Havenwood, became ordinary.

Ever since the test results came out a few days ago, she had heard countless praises directed at

Vivienne.

Naturally, she also heard many people discussing her, the talented girl from Havenwood, whose

reputation didn’t match reality.

But when she saw the handsome and noble man standing not far from Vivienne, her eyes lit up, and

she actively took Scott’s arm. “Dad, let’s go congratulate my sister’s students on their good results.”

Scott stiffened. Even though Arabella had been back for a while, he still couldn’t warm up to her. Every

time she got this close, he felt uncomfortable, even a bit repulsed. He wanted to immediately shake her Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

off.

However, from the first time he saw Vivienne, all he wanted to do was get close to her. She gave off the

same kind and caring vibe as his lost love, Karen.

Scott suppressed his urge to shake off Arabella and walked with her towards Vivienne.

"Mr. Brooks." Upon seeing Scott approaching, Percival nodded at him.

"Mr. Ellington." After a curt greeting, Scott wanted to find Vivienne to say a few words.

But Arabella, who was holding his arm, subtly dropped something at Percival's feet, then signaled her

henchmen with her eyes.

The few sycophants gasped and pointed at Percival's feet.

"Oh my! How did Arabella's bracelet end up falling off Mr. Ellington? Have you two been seeing each

other secretly?"

Their exclamations were loud enough to silence the crowd around Vivienne. All eyes turned to Percival.

Scott paused in his tracks, frowning as he glanced between Percival and Arabella.

"You people should stop spreading rumors." Arabella blushed slightly as her eyes glanced at Percival

with a hint of a smile, hesitating to elaborate further. "Me and my brother-in-law... there's nothing

intimate going on."

Despite her claims, her demeanor only seemed to convince the crowd of the opposite, insinuating a

hidden relationship.

Most people present were aware of Vivienne and Percival's relationship, and their expressions turned

disapproving at the sight of him.

Vivienne's expression turned cold. She had made it clear once before that Percival was her man, and

Arabella needed to keep her hands off him.

Clearly, Arabella was not one to listen.

"Oh, Arabella, just be honest." The sycophants egged her on, following her cues. "You're so beautiful.

It's not a surprise that he likes you and carries your bracelet around."

"Humph!" Percival scoffed, striding through the crowd to pull Vivienne into his arms, looking disdainfully

at the attention-seeking Arabella. "Am I blind? To be interested in a girl who just graduated high school

and is already pregnant before marriage?"