The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 478

Carl's car, number three, failed to navigate the bend; instead, it careened straight towards the mountain. The front end smashed against the guardrail with a sickening crunch, the wheels lifted off the ground,

and the car somersaulted backward, tumbling off the cliff edge!

In the VIP section, Charlotte clutched her phone, shouting to Vivienne, "Oh no, car number three has gone off at turn three in the second section!"

Vivienne's brow furrowed with concern-trouble was indeed brewing!

Spectators gasped and murmured, wondering how Carl could have crashed. The paramedics were dispatched in a flurry of urgency.

But this was a cliff side, not an easy place to search. If the car was found at all, the driver was surely a goner.

Vivienne sped past the other racers in her rescue vehicle like a whirlwind.

The competitors, still engrossed in the race, were oblivious to Carl's fate and the identity of this extremely quick rescuer.

A rescue vehicle might not pack the same punch as their race cars, but Vivienne's driving made it seem otherwise!

Inside, Percival gripped the handle, eyes scanning for the location beacon.

"Vivienne, ahead!" He called out.

Vivienne acknowledged and quickly parked the vehicle in a spot that would not obstruct the others, and both she and Percival leaped out.

The place where Carl's car had plummeted was a steep, rugged terrain, a mix of weeds and rocks. Looking down from the cliff, there was no trace of the car-just a dent in the guardrail, not a scrap of debris in sight.

The paramedics had not arrived yet. Percival removed his jacket and tied it to Vivienne's, knotting a sleeve around the guardrail. Holding Vivienne's waist, he said, "Hold on tight, Vivienne."

She nodded, wrapped her arms around Percival's waist, and leaped off the cliff together, sliding down the makeshift rope.

crowd in the stands rose to their

two out of their

sheer drop, and they jumped without knowing

public eye. Up in the VIP

they're not in some sort of

nearly cursing, Griffin shouted, "Lovers' pact, my foot! There's been an accident.

Don't panic. They'll be fine," Leopold said before hanging

Percival had landed safely on

and weeds, they found

The car rolled down; no debris means it's still intact and didn't crash to a stop. According

her shoulders,

they stumbled upon fragments from car number

of the hood. The

until they came

were unconscious,

to flip the car and

the silence; she was still conscious,

reassured. "I'm here; you're

seemed to understand and then passed

minor scratches. Clearly,

with his body and the protective gear, Ashley's upper body did not suffer from any serious internal injury. However, her legs were broken and twisted at impossible

of them, halting internal bleeding. She then set Ashley's twisted legs straight. Percival raised an

skilled in modern and traditional medicine,

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