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

Psychiatric Hospital.” Leopold

only recently returned to Havenwood, she had heard

to evade the police by hiding there, only to end up being tortured by the inmates to the point where he called the police

send

Percival noticed, grinning as he drove. “I’m glad I could make you happy.

shipping container from the opposite lane veered off

too heavy to control, crashed into the

Leopold, still on the call,

looking at the four

cursed. “I’m tracking your location

cars gunned its engine and

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

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

black cars realized that Percival,

slow.

oncoming traffic with nimble dexterity, maintaining

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

years ago, Zephyr had nearly beaten her with

of the pursuing cars drew a gun and fired

first shot shattered the rear-view mirror on the

pierced through the rear windshield, breaking a perfume ornament inside

car.

unique scent of Timeless

2/3

12:35

had noticed earlier that Percival had replaced all his Ear and hams

What a hypernel

quite

of cologne, Percival was mentally cursing. After today,

through the car window. Percival Tell

not hold on for long. But when he glanced at Vivienne silling next to him, he quilted

wound, mixing with the smell of rust and cologne inside the car, providing

trembling left hand and could clearly feel the

pulling containers behind them. They seemed to be aiming to

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

unb sig buprop

seat belt, grabbed the steering wheel with her night

had already unbuckled his seat belt and squeezed herself between him and the steering wheel. Her feet replaced his on the gas and brake pedals,

the thin layer of clothing, Percival could distinctly feel Vivienne’s warm body temperature as

he should