The Million-Dollar Heart

Calista froze.

Vivienne?

Vivienne was the Specter Healer? How was that even possible? How could she be the Specter Healer?

No way! Absolutely no way!

While Calista was lost in thought, Vivienne curled her lips into a smile. "The lab report from yesterday that I let you get your hands on was meant for your eyes only."

With a flick of her wrist, Vivienne removed the needles from Calista's pressure points.

"You're Mr. B!" Calista gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Hearing the answer she wanted, Vivienne said, "Mr. Wolf, we can leave now; the others should be arriving soon."

Calista grabbed Vivienne's arm, "No, you're not Mr. B. Who are you, really?"

Vivienne shrugged her off with a cool detachment, "You talk too much."

With that, she headed downstairs.

Before Calista could wrap her head around what was happening, Percival knocked her out with a chop to the neck. Dragging her by the leg, he hauled her down the stairs.

"Mr. Wolf, do you always have to be so rough? Can't you find a more subtle approach?" Vivienne clicked her tongue. Jeffrey was still nursing a fracture, Henry wasn't faring much better, and now Calista was being dragged away too.

Talk about brute force.

"It's efficient. I'm not skilled with the needles like you are," Percival replied nonchalantly.

As long as it shuts them up, it works.

Vivienne didn't know what to say, but she wondered if Percival might one day turn to domestic violence.

questioned whether she could

seemed to catch her drift and touched her head with his free hand,

probably couldn't take her down. After all, she had the ability to immobilize

to follow a different track from

a jerk would have 'I am a good man' written all over his

Percival was left speechless.

That hit home. Babe!

into a smile, and she casually looped an arm around Percival's neck, buddy-buddy style, "Don't worry, Mr. Wolf. Even if you did lay a hand on me, it would just mean a midnight chat with my mom by your bedside. A little heart-to-heart over coffee, maybe

wonder if his mother-in-law might actually be

a chill run down his

nine disciples might want to have a word with you too. They might gift the Ellington family with an occasional bomb, but don't worry, Mr Wolf, you have plenty of real estate. Just buy another house if one

Percival was rendered silent.

"The old man is exceptionally protective, and if he discovers his precious disciple has

talent for fortune-telling is unparalleled, especially in altering fates. Push him too far, and he might just change your destiny, maybe even to that of a beggar. The kind that faces eighty-one

thought to himself, "Fine! I got the

arm around Vivienne, his voice seductive, whispering in her ear, "Vivienne, would you really let me suffer like

spine. She raised an eyebrow, "Of course not. Let's

her cheek, "Come to my apartment tonight, and I'll show you exactly what 'harmonious and loving'

time, it was Vivienne

Okay!

She blushed.

ask, "Are you two even human? Here I am being dragged by the leg, and you're flirting?

Percival and Vivienne believed there was no need to consider her feelings, as

silent, Percival teased her earlobe with a smile, "Are

her throat,

turned and walked

Vivienne blushing was quite a

tease her further and followed her out, dragging

Richard's voice boomed, "No, I'll sleep a

was speechless, thinking, "So committed

handed Calista over