The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 1 

Chapter 1

On a July evening, around seven o’clock when the sky was still not completely dark.

On Emerald Mountain, Vivienne was standing in front of a nameless grave, dressed in black casual clothes with a cold expression. She said to the tombstone, “Mother, tomorrow marks the end of our ten–year pact. You asked me to temper my edge for a decade, and I’ve done it. Tomorrow, I’m going back to the Hawthorn family.”

It was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard. Suddenly, a loud “bang” made Vivienne turn her head. There was a black car not too far away, skewed to the side. Obviously, a tire had blown.

A man stepped out of the car, dressed in black sportswear, staggering forward as if he was injured. Then, about a dozen men followed him, all dressed in black.

Percival turned his head and looked back. His face bore a layer of coldness, and he clutched his abdomen with one hand, his lips turning pale.

“Just give up. We’ve paid such a high price. You can’t escape, the men in black closed in on Percival. The leader of the group had an expressionless face, emanating a strong aura of menace.

“You think you can catch me?” Percival narrowed his eyes, his voice icy. He felt a sharp pain in his stomach, like a knife cutting into him. He could feel his blood draining out and knew he couldn’t hold on much longer.

“Let’s see about that,” after the leader of the men in black spoke, he launched an attack towards Percival

stone came flying and hit the man in

there?” The man

answered casually, “You’re disturbing my mother’s rest.

their expressions serious. Even Percival looked surprised. The people before him were international assassins, each one a formidable force. Yet they had been defeated

your own business in the next life.” The man in black ordered, “Kill

at Vivienne. But he was immediately stunned. He saw that the dozen or so assassins didn’t even have a chance to react before they all fell in

standing in the same spot, her face emotionless, not even blinking. If it weren’t for the sight

Vivienne’s voice was ice–cold.

at Percival not too far a away. His heartbeat quickened as he saw her clear eyes, as clear as the moon. Collecting his thoughts, he walked over and said gently, “Thank you.” Vivienne glanced at him, “I didn’t do it to save you.” She just didn’t want her conversation with her mother to be interrupted. After

the tombstone, “You want me to save

took

see that the pill was a highly sought–after healing medicine on the black market. One pill was worth fifty dollars and was in

the pill, Vivienne didn’t stay

Hawthorn Mansion in Havenwood.

alive, Vivienne will never get into our family.”

gazes

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