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.

Chapter 142

Hospital.” Leopold answered

returned to Havenwood, she had heard of the infamous inmates at

there, only to end up being tortured by the inmates to the point where

expected Percival to send Arabella there. This

as he drove. “I’m glad I could

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

to control, crashed into

still on

while looking at the four black

cursed. “I’m tracking your

of the black cars gunned its engine

three cars followed suit, revving their engines in pursuit. Despite driving

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

going forward, the black cars realized that Percival, driving in reverse, had

slow.

he increased his speed, darting through oncoming traffic with nimble dexterity, maintaining speed as

roof handle, watched Percival. His drifting technique was reminiscent of

in Seaside City years ago, Zephyr had nearly beaten her with his impressive

one of the pursuing cars drew a gun and fired at

shot shattered the rear-view mirror on the driver’s

the rear windshield, breaking

car.

unique scent of Timeless Man Cologne

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12:35

a amul- She had noticed earlier that Percival had replaced all his Ear and hams an fresheners with her custom made scent, Timeless

What a hypernel

he quite

scent of cologne, Percival was mentally cursing.

through the car window. Percival Tell

been shot in the arm, and he might not hold on for long. But when he glanced at Vivienne silling next to him, he quilted his teeth and

from his wound, mixing with the smell of rust and cologne inside the

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

containers behind them. They seemed to be aiming

four black cars from behind them were still clinging to them. She saw the

unb sig buprop

places” She quickly unbuckled her seat belt, grabbed the steering wheel with her night hand, and

unbuckled his seat belt and squeezed herself between him and the steering wheel. Her feet replaced his on the gas and

of clothing, Percival could distinctly feel Vivienne’s warm

knew in this critical moment that he should not be