The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

The entire episode that unfolded at the Linklater family's residence was captured in vivid detail and clarity, making its way into the national spotlight thanks to Alyssa's livestream that had viewers glued to their screens across the country.

It was a stunning turn of events.

Online, people were seething, feeling duped and manipulated for so long. They directed their outrage at Alyssa, the woman they now vilified after having praised her mistakenly. The inte was ablaze with scorn for her.

"Talk about a reality check. Alyssa, why don't you just drop off the face of the earth?!" "It just goes to show, War God knows people. He knew who was genuine and who wasn't. Let's not meddle in others' lives anymore!" "Did you guys see that? Alyssa didn't lift a finger to help her own brother. It was Sasha who dove in to save him. What kind of person is Alyssa?!" "Alyssa clearly used her brother as a pawn, not caring if he lived or died, all for her own gain." "And then there's her shamelessly coveting someone else's prize, like a two-toned, thousand-petal lotus in their pond, using her brother as an excuse to get it!" "Sasha is the epitof grace and kindness. The best aunt one could ask for. I'm in tears!" "War God's wedding is tomorrow. I swear, he's struck gold!" "It was Sasha who had War God save Alyssa, and how does she repay them? With betrayal. Absolute monster." Alyssa sat in front of herputer, rage boiling over as she read thements autoplaying on her screen. In a fit of anger, she smashed her fist into theputer, "Shut up, just shut up!" Her arm was bleeding profusely, but she felt no pain, only a relentless fury as she pounded on theputer, muttering, "Vivienne, Sasha, both of you can go to hell!" The next day, sunlight flooded the area, heralding a glorious morning.

A fleet of the world's most luxurious sports cars lined the entrance to a secluded island in Rivenwood, their sleek forms reminiscent of a mighty dragon.

Guests, dressed in their finest, clutching wedding invitations, made their way through the grand entrance.

Photos from Sasha and Arthur's wedding shoot weed them, a testament to their stunning partnership.

As guests arrived, drones buzzed overhead, broadcasting the wedding to a global audience.

The entrance was bedecked with thousands of blooming roses, their beauty punctuated by elegant white sculptures.

Percival, donned in a sleek black suit and bow tie, greeted guests with an air of distinction.

Vivienne, with a smile, weed him, "Please,e in~" Standing by her side, Percival whispered, "I'll help you greet grandfather." Vivienne, dressed in a stunning black gown that trailed behind her, her dark hair elegantly styled, turned heads with her beauty. Percival was captivated by her from the moment he saw her.

Nearby, Jasper, exuding charisma in a blue suit, approached with Finnian, both impeccably dressed.

Following them were the Perez family's sons and Willa Perez, with Luke Perez holding Zelda Lte's hand, and Natalia Perez and Yasmine Perez close by.

Upon seeing Vivienne, Natalia and Yasmine ran up to her, their admiration clear.

Vivienne greeted Jasper warmly, "Hello, Grandfather." Percival echoed the sentiment, "Hello, Grandfather." Jasper's eyes twinkled with joy, "It's been too long since you stayed with us. I've missed you." Vivienne joked about moving back in, causing Jasper to hastily refuse, not wanting to upset War God. Once inside, the Perez family's presence was undeniable, their arrival turning heads.

Yorick greeted Jasper warmly, their camaraderie evident as the Perez children paid their respects. Sasha, the bride, looked radiant, her beauty reminiscent of a delicate camellia.

Jasper, moved to tears by the sight of her, was teased by his sons for his emotion.

He shot them a look that silenced their laughter, focusing instead on the joy of the day.

If it weren't for Sasha's wedding, he might have shown his displeasure more directly.

Seeing the scene unfold, Sasha couldn't help but laugh through her tears. Her brothers sure had a knack for brightening up dad's mood in an instant.

Willa walked over to Sasha, taking her hands in hers, her eyes shining with genuine excitement. "Sasha, you're now united with your War God, congratulations! But remember, you'll always be my Sasha," she said earnestly.

Sasha's smile was genuine, nodding heartily in agreement.

As Willa spoke, she produced a gift box, an antique-looking pull-out box adorned with what seemed like traditional patterns, but in a style that echoed old-world charm rather than any specific culture. The beauty of the box itself was mesmerizing, drawing Yasmine and Natalia's attention, their eyes sparkling with delight. But the little ones were well-mannered, knowing the gift was for Sasha, they clapped their hands excitedly from the sidelines. "Auntie Willa's gift is so beautiful!" Willa smiled softly, her joy reaching her eyes as she opened the box.

Inside was a wedding fan, known as ne a unity fan. The fan was round, primarily in a vintage red hue, with gold and silk thread embroidery forming a symbol of double happiness. The outer rim was adorned with strings of white pearls,plex and radiant pearl flowers, and gold accents adding to its splendor. The fan's handle was crafted from a prized type of bamboo, finished with a long, flowing tassel that whispered in the breeze. Even from a distance, the craftsmanship was intricate and delicate, clearly a work of art.

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