The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 382

Scott was Mr. B's double, and no one but the head of the GTO could locate him.

So, of course, he could not just drop dead that easily.

Besides, would death not be too kind?

If it had not been for him, would her mother have been hunted down all those years ago?

For years, Scott had been playing the part of a lovelorn soul to the outside world, claiming he could not find Karen and swore to bachelorhood.

But aside from the few peaceful years Karen spent by Dorian's side, was it not the GTO that kept sending goons after her?

Scott was a member of the GTO, and Vivienne's mother's death had his fingerprints all over it.

But that score would be settled later.

Suddenly, Vivienne caught the scent of strawberry shortcake.

She opened her eyes, slightly stunned.

There was an actual strawberry shortcake!

"Mr. Wolf, I just adore you," She said, wrapping her arms around Percival's neck, her eyes sparkling with joy.

Percival looked at Vivienne holding the strawberry shortcake like it was a treasure and could not help feeling a bit helpless. Did she really like him?

It was clear as day; she was smitten by the shortcake!

Percival, reduced to less than a piece of cake in making his wife happy.

If word got out, it would be the joke of the century!

But, oh well.

He knew his place all along, and it was definitely below a slice of strawberry shortcake.

Percival leaned his head on Vivienne's shoulder, his deep, well-like eyes surprisingly showing a hint of hurt.

Vivienne blinked back her pain, scooped up a spoonful of the strawberry shortcake, and brought it to Percival's lips. "Just one bite, no more!" This was the strawberry shortcake. She could not bear to part with even a single spoonful!

Percival was speechless.

All right then!

sure, absolutely sure, he

in history to be considered lower than a cake by his

wanted to disappear from this world for

then leaned back against Percival,

sleeping

shortcake this way was indeed

smiled slightly and suddenly pulled

be best when it was

an eyebrow. His little lady had teased him

he would not mind another

was not him

Absolutely not!

that thought, Percival leaned in once more,

Thomas was on pins and needles; he had never felt the Lincoln's driver's seat this hot before! Even with the curtain drawn, even with his eyes fixed

"Beep!"

breath. This was the worst timing for a message, but he had no choice;

cleared his throat. "Percival, the

shortcake mixed with the

sitting up straight as if they

the narrow-minded

"Pursue."

Vivienne's slightly flushed cheeks, a smile curling at

Meanwhile, Vivienne's phone buzzed.

It was Draven.

the target

smirked at how impatient

Lincoln stopped in a secluded area

area surrounded. I guarantee not even

reached the ears of all the operatives within a three-mile radius via

from Vanguard Agency and an earpiece, Leopold was all

get close,

"Stay back, Husky."

at a loss

Agency operatives, Leopold dared not make a move or would be

right," Leopold gritted his teeth,

Percival had already suited up, ready

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