The Million-Dollar Heart

On Victory Avenue.

In order to enjoy some alone time with Vivienne, Percival had persuaded Gsellin to help look after Thaddeus, who had just been handed to them.

Cecilia had grown fond of Vivienne, and naturally, her affection had extended to Thaddeus

too.

Ever since the high society ladies had discovered that Master O was to be her future daughter-in-law, they had been going out of their way to win her over, hoping she could persuade Vivienne to create perfumes for them.

Even the wife of a notable figure in Rivenwood had actively reached out to her, and they had become close friends. She really had been enjoying her newfound popularity

Hence, she was more than happy to help look after Thaddeus so her son could speed things up with Vivienne.

Thaddeus was a little shy, but since Isolde was also staying at Cecilia’s and Percival had deliberately let Isolde taste Vivienne’s disastrous cooking, she packed his bags and fled without looking back.

On their way back to the apartment after dropping off Thaddeus, Percival was driving and answering a call from Leopold via Bluetooth.

Leopold said, “It’s done. She’s been sent in.”

Percival replied, “Keep an eye on her!”

Laughing, Leopold retorted. “Who do you think you’re underestimating? Do you think I’d be careless? If anyone in there got out, the police would have a massive headache. This should be enough for her to handle.

Mr. Ellington, you’re quite ruthless for sending that delicate girl to such a place. Who knew you had it in you?!”

Percival, nonchalantly steering the wheel, responded, “I didn’t send her in. She went in herself.”

“Right, right.” Leopold replied, inwardly rolling his eyes. As if Percival hadn’t purposely driven Arabella towards the N&S Psychiatric Hospital.

“By the way, I’ve noticed you’ve gotten sneakier since being with your fiancée. Did you learn it from her?”

“I can hear you.” Vivienne interjected, her expression unreadable.

Caught off guard, Leopold chuckled awkwardly. “You two really are inseparable, huh?”

“Where did you send her?” Vivienne asked Percival.

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Leopold answered

she had only recently returned to Havenwood, she had heard of the infamous inmates

once tried to evade the police by hiding there, only to end up being tortured by the inmates to

hadn’t expected Percival to send Arabella there.

grinning as he drove. “I’m glad I could make

hauling a shipping container from the opposite lane veered off course and charged towards Percival’s car. Percival swerved sharply, narrowly avoiding a

to control, crashed into

on the call, asked

been attacked.” Percival answered coldly while looking at the four black cars blocking their

“I’m tracking your

up, one of the black cars gunned its engine and charged towards them. Percival quickly reversed,

suit, revving their engines in pursuit. Despite driving in reverse, Percival maneuvered the

a moment of this cat-and-mouse chase, Percival found an opportunity to swerve around one

cars realized that Percival, driving in

slow.

darting through oncoming traffic with nimble dexterity, maintaining speed as

onto the car’s roof handle, watched Percival. His drifting technique was reminiscent of an

years ago, Zephyr had nearly beaten her with his

cars

the rear-view mirror on the driver’s

pierced through the rear windshield, breaking a perfume

car.

Timeless

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amul- She had noticed earlier that Percival had replaced all his Ear and hams an fresheners with her custom

What a hypernel

quite

cologne, Percival was mentally cursing. After

piercing through the car window. Percival Tell a sharp pain in his left arm,

not hold on for long. But when he glanced

was flowing from his wound, mixing with the smell of rust and cologne inside the car, providing an unpleasant and nerve

glanced at his trembling left hand and could clearly feel the car slowing

were pulling containers behind them. They seemed to be aiming to block

black cars from behind them were still clinging to them. She

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steering wheel with her night

herself between him and the steering wheel.

Percival could distinctly feel Vivienne’s warm body temperature as she sat directly on

this critical moment that he should not be distracted. But