The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 474

Micah had reached his boiling point. With a swift motion that spoke volumes of his vexation, he grabbed the folder from the table and brought it crashing down on Leopold's head. "Damn it, Leopold, I'm just

asking you to deliver a message to her!"

Rubbing his sore head, Leopold mumbled, "Alright, what's the message?"

"Tell her that the head office is interested in striking a deal with her about the new explosives project..."

"Impossible!" Leopold cut him off. "That's Vivienne's cash cow. You might as well fire me. Vivienne's in it for the money. If I cross her by messing with her income, I'm as good as dead."

Trying to maintain his composure, Micah spoke softly, "You're just the messenger. Whether Griffin agrees or not is up to her. The higher-ups can't locate her, so they can't reach out directly."

"But still, no can do, boss. I'm begging you, don't make me be the one to tell her. I'd walk through fire or climb a mountain for you, but crossing Vivienne? No way. Please, have a heart!" Leopold pleaded, his hands clasped together in earnest supplication.

Micah was at a loss for words at the pitiful sight. He waved his hand dismissively. "Get out of my sight."

"Sure thing!" Leopold's face lit up with relief. He backed out of the office with a wide grin, even thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

But the smile vanished without a trace no sooner had he stepped outside.

Leopold cast a long look at the plaque on Micah's office door that read 'Deputy Director.' His expression grew even more somber.

Pulling out a phone he exclusively used to contact other disciples, he sent a message to Vivienne that read, [Griffin, Belle.]

Meanwhile, Vivienne was savoring a roasted pork knuckle when her smartwatch buzzed with the incoming message. A sly smile crossed her lips.

As expected, their interest was not just in Belle.

Back in the office, Micah took out a brand-new phone and made a call.

no news yet.

pocketed it. A heavy sigh escaped him, his eyes

...

At the Ellington Mansion.

he heard about Kenneth's car accident and promptly

too dangerous. You're not allowed to drive anymore. I'll get

And it wasn't me who wanted to crash;

"That doesn't matter."

Uncle Flynn," Kenneth appealed to his aunt

her tablet and sketching dress designs, Imogen shot Flynn an admonishing look. "Flynn, Kenneth's an adult. And the DMV said it was the motorcycle gang's fault for breaking the rules first. Besides, Kenneth needs to travel between the team and

Flynn!" Kenneth mimicked

me again, and

him, "Just be careful when you drive. Go talk to your grandfather; he was scared

his keys, thinking about the inconvenience of having

head, "This kid, nothing like Percival

now, you know?" Imogen pinched Flynn's nose playfully, tapping

squeezing her palm teasingly.

into Flynn's embrace, her eyes full of

walked in on this intimate scene and

"Are we

Percival, "Your Aunt Imogen has something to discuss with Vivienne. Let's go to the

Ellington Group owned a high-end

division,

she was working on were intended

designs are simple, but the choice of

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