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

Leopold answered with

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

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

Percival to send Arabella there.

noticed, grinning as he drove. “I’m glad I could make you happy. Just don’t forget about

hauling a shipping container from the opposite lane veered off course and charged towards

too heavy to control,

on the call,

answered coldly while looking at the four black cars blocking

“I’m tracking your location

of the black cars gunned its engine and charged

pursuit. Despite driving in reverse, Percival maneuvered the car effortlessly, dodging their attempts to ram

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

that Percival, driving in reverse, had been

slow.

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

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

City years ago, Zephyr had

one of the pursuing cars drew

shot shattered the rear-view

pierced through the rear windshield, breaking a perfume ornament

car.

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

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of cologne, Percival

came from the left rear, piercing through the car window. Percival Tell a sharp pain in his left arm, but he still

on for long. But when he glanced at Vivienne silling next to him, he quilted his teeth and pressed harder on

wound, mixing with the smell of rust and cologne inside the car, providing an unpleasant and nerve wracking

at his trembling left hand and could clearly

two large semi trucks appeared that were pulling containers behind them. They seemed to be aiming to block their path with

were still clinging to

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grabbed the steering wheel with her night hand, and said to Percival,

surprise, but she had already unbuckled his seat belt and squeezed herself between him and the steering

of clothing, Percival could distinctly feel Vivienne’s warm

in this critical moment that he should not be