The Million-Dollar Heart

Percival's face darkened.

Vivienne picked up the note, her icy eyes narrowing slightly. "Where did you find this?"

With a sigh, Flynn replied, "When I woke up this morning, it was on my nightstand. Imogen and I saw it straight away."

Cecilia was visibly shaken. "Our security system is state-of-the-art. There were no signs of a break-in last night. How could someone have slipped a knife under our noses? It's absolutely terrifying."

After a pause, Cecilia shot a hesitant glance at Imogen. "I don't mean anything by it. I'm just curious... Any chance your ex might be lurking around Rivenwood?"

Imogen dabbed at her eyes. "Cecilia, Flynn was my first love. I never had a boyfriend before him, and few guys were interested in me. Even if there were, they're all abroad now. I have no clue what this note means."

Flynn pulled Imogen into his arms, soothing her with gentle strokes on her back. "I know it's not you. Stop crying."

Feeling a twinge of guilt, Cecilia offered her a tissue, joining Flynn in comforting her.

Vivienne handed the note to Percival.

They all knew that this note was asking for Belle.

Clearly, someone was getting impatient.

Belle, undoubtedly, was harboring secrets.

For some time now, Vivienne had kept Belle hidden in a place no one would suspect without pressing her for information.

After all, she already knew what she needed to know. Except for the information about the boss of GTO!

But Vivienne was in no rush. The guy would slip up when the time was right.

his arms, a reassuring hug. The child's face had turned pale with fear. Percival upgraded

Imogen, Flynn left her with Cecilia and

of

was unlikely to have offended anyone. The

all good on your end?" Richard

"Yeah," Percival responded.

be a corporate rival?" Flynn

It seems someone's got their sights on our family. Stay vigilant, especially you, Percival." Richard tapped the floor with his

well that if anyone was stirring

he never meddled in Percival's affairs, Richard was aware that his grandson was involved in perilously high-stakes business

Ellington Mansion, Richard already discovered that

expected the

nodded. "Don't

Richard pressed no further.

in the living

Imogen's cheeks. The shock

surprising, though. Anyone who wakes to find a knife

naturally timid as Imogen, it was all the more

hand on Imogen's shoulder. Imogen flinched, then quickly apologized,

okay. Let me help you relax," Vivienne

waterfall-like hair to one side, allowing Vivienne to ease the

touch eased Imogen's fear, who

smiled, her gaze lingering on Imogen's

care of it for me. I don't cut it much. After every wash, he applies conditioner and shows me how to blow-dry it properly. It works wonders." As the mood lightened, Cecilia chuckled and said, "No wonder you cherish your hair so much. Isolde says you're always brushing it. It's taken care

the frequent brushing makes it less noticeable." She then turned to Vivienne, concern returning to her features. "About that knife... It doesn't mean anything serious, does it? Could Percival have unknowingly

reassured Imogen with a smile, then caught

chose the design. Though the tiger is a bit intimidating, I thought it