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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Psychiatric Hospital.” Leopold answered with a

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

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

expected Percival to send Arabella there. This was

noticed, grinning as he drove. “I’m glad I

lane veered off course and charged towards Percival’s car.

too heavy to control, crashed into

still on the call,

coldly while looking at the four black

cursed. “I’m tracking your location

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

other three cars followed suit, revving their engines in pursuit. Despite driving in reverse, Percival maneuvered the car

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

the black cars realized that Percival, driving in reverse,

slow.

through oncoming traffic with nimble

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

an underground race in Seaside City years ago, Zephyr had nearly beaten her with

one of the pursuing cars drew a

the rear-view mirror on

shot pierced through the rear windshield, breaking a perfume ornament

car.

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noticed earlier that Percival had replaced all his Ear and hams an fresheners with her custom made scent,

What a hypernel

quite fancy

Percival was mentally cursing. After today, he

car window. Percival Tell

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

rust

and could clearly feel the car

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

from behind them were

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

the steering wheel. Her feet replaced his on the gas and brake pedals,

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

moment that he should not be distracted.