The Million-Dollar Heart Novel Episode
Chapter 722

When the director of the production arrived on set, he stumbled upon a rather intense scene.

Kala stood defiantly atop her trailer, her agent standing behind her, expression as frosty as a winter morning in Maine.

Across from them, Ramona and her own agent were the picture of distress-one looking pitiful, the other seething with silent rage a stark contrast to Kala's imposing stance.

At first glance, it looked like Kala was throwing her weight around, taking out her frustration on Ramona since she couldn't confront Vivienne directly.

"Ramona!"

Kala's smartphone buzzed incessantly in the palm of her hand.

She knew Darren was on the other end, furiously texting after overhearing Ramona's comments. Kala was at a loss for how to respond.

Her eyes locked onto Ramona with fury, "Don't spew nonsense! It's clear as day you were the one trying to seduce Percival, and it backfired spectacularly. Now you have the gall to play the victim and accuse Vivienne? You're despicable!"

Kala's agent, a longtime friend of Vivienne's, furrowed her brow so tightly it could crush a fly. "Ms. Grimshaw, slander is a serious offense. You're blatantly trying to stir trouble. Do you think we're all fools?" Ramona wore an innocent facade, "Kala, if you don't believe me, call Ms. Vivienne right now. If she doesn't despise you, she'll certainly take your call."

"That wretched woman, she must know the boss is unreachable right now! She's doing this on purpose!" Darren bellowed over the phone.

Kala exchanged a knowing look with her agent, their eyes scanning the crowd.

The entertainment industry thrived on gossip, and now, with Kala's trailer as the epicenter, a crowd had gathered.

Especially since today was fan visitation day on set, and behind the banners, some were even hoisting cameras, trying to catch a glimpse of the drama. Ramona had to have known! She chose today of all days to stir up trouble. What was she playing at?

"Kala, snap out of it. If you truly have no interest in Vivienne's husband, call her now to clear the air." Suddenly, from within the crowd, someone shouted. It was like a drop of water in a frying pan sizzling and chaotic!

The murmuring crowd erupted, and a nosy onlooker shouted with cupped hands, "Yeah, Kala! Just make the call. You're loaded; the call won't break the bank!" "Kala, if you don't call, are you admitting guilt?"

"How low can you go? Ms. Vivienne was so good to you, and here you are, coveting her man. Just like your murderous grandmother, utterly repulsive!" "Genetics really do run deep! How can someone like you be so adored?"

"I've been dying to say this! Kala's acting is subpar, and she's such a diva. Was Ms. Vivienne blind to promote her?"

Some crew members recognized the director and grabbed his arm, "Director, how can someone like her be our lead actress?"

"Exactly, Director. Kick her out!"

"Kick her out!"

Amid the uproar, no one noticed the fleeting gleam in Ramona's eyes.

Kala looked down at the frenzied crowd, far from panicked. She was no stranger to the fair-weather nature of showbiz folks. At this point, there was nothing left to scare her.

But this couldn't go on! Her career was finally taking off with Vivienne's support! She couldn't let this absurd woman, Ramona, succeed!

"Can't reach Vivienne still?" Her only recourse now was to call Vivienne to vindicate herself.

Her agent had already tried. "No luck. Her phone's been off the entire time. Something might've happened."

Kala's heart skipped a beat, "Darren, you knew Vivienne before all this. Could you please help me find her? I'm really out of options here." The set was in disarray.

Vivienne was oblivious to the drama as she was immersed in her work at YQ Research Center.

Percival patiently waited outside her lab, with Brian occasionally peeking in.

Brody sat beside him, his gaze fixed on the lab door, "Specter Healer has been in there forever. It's just a potion. Why all the secrecy? Won't even let me in!"

Brian looked at him with disdain, "What good would you do inside? Just get in the way? Bro, no offense, but if Vivienne can't figure it out, what makes you think you can?"

Brody retorted, "And who spent years chasing someone they couldn't find? If I'm on par with your Vivienne, why can't I research?"

"There's something special about this substance if they're testing it on my master, Karen. If I can crack it, maybe I'll cure this poison in me, and then we'll see who keeps me locked up!" Brian was taken aback. Was this really something to declare so openly?

Percival, absorbed in his laptop, couldn't help but glance at Brody, thinking perhaps Vivienne's concoctions had affected his intelligence.

Feeling the piercing stares, Brody belatedly realized what he had blurted out and was about to explain himself when the lab door chimed open. Vivienne emerged in her white lab coat, holding a vial. "I had no idea your ambitions were so lofty. Perhaps in your dreams, they might come true." As she passed Brody, she handed him the vial. "Give this to your guinea pig. Of course, if you're not afraid to die, you're welcome to try it yourself." Without waiting for his reaction, Vivienne breezed over to Percival. "Mr. Wolf, sorry to keep you waiting. Let's go get something to eat. I'm famished." Her voice carried a hint of coquetry, which Percival found endearing. He affectionately flicked her nose, "What's your fancy?"

"Hamburger? No, we just had that last night."

Vivienne wrinkled her nose, thinking of the numbers on her scale creeping upward, and decisively scrapped the idea. With that thought, she pulled out her phone, looking to see what delectable options were available online.

Her thumb pressed down on his phone's power button for the second time before it dawned on her-her phone had died, probably sometime during the night when she'd forgotten to charge it. "Hey, Mr. Wolf, got a power bank on you? My phone's kicked the bucket."

Percival blinked, his hand instinctively patting down his pockets before he remembered he was the kind of guy who never bothered with such gadgets. "Nah, use mine. We're heading home right after dinner anyway it won't matter for that little while."

With the matter settled, they prepared to leave.

Brody, the quintessential lab rat with his precious vials and beakers, was too engrossed in his work to pay much attention to their conversation. It was only when he noticed them getting ready to take off that he hastily packed up his experiments. "Hold up, did you figure out what this concoction is for?"

Without turning back, Vivienne tossed her reply over her shoulder, "Check the lab report inside. It's all there for you to read." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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