The Million-Dollar Heart

At that moment, Nathan and Cecilia returned home with Isolde, who was just back from school.

"We were picking up Isolde when a car crash happened right outside the daycare. In the chaos, some thug tried to snatch her. If it weren't for the bodyguard Flynn arranged for us, they might have taken our baby girl."

Cecilia was pale, sitting on the couch, still visibly shaken from the ordeal.

Isolde did not speak; she was nestled in Nathan's arms, her tear-streaked face buried in his chest.

Flynn's heart skipped a beat. "Nobody got hurt, right?"

Nathan shook his head. "No, thanks to the bodyguard you arranged. But Isolde's been scared out of her wits. The bracelet she cherished was snatched, and they nearly took her too."

"Something's not right," Flynn said, standing up and pacing the living room. "They were undoubtedly targeting Isolde!"

Isolde flinched at his words, and Cecilia gasped, "Flynn, what are you saying?"

"With Percival and Vivienne still missing, and considering recent events..." Flynn pressed his lips, then turned to Richard. "Dad, I think you should go abroad with them. I'll let you know once I have news about Percival and Vivienne."

Richard frowned deeply, considering Flynn's words.

Nathan comforted his daughter briefly before saying, "Flynn, you're suggesting we lay low overseas?"

Flynn nodded. "Yes. Our family has been through one crisis after another. I won't have peace of mind until you're all safe. You take Dad and Isolde and go. I'll sort things out here with the company and then join you with Imogen and Kenneth. Meanwhile, I'll keep looking for Percival and Vivienne."

After a moment's thought, Flynn asked, "Dad, what do you think?"

Richard was silent for a few seconds before saying firmly, "We'll do as Flynn suggests."

"I'll get someone to book your flights right now. You'll leave tonight," Flynn said, immediately taking out his phone to instruct his secretary.

the family packed only the essentials before hurrying

the airport, Imogen was tearfully saying goodbye to Cecilia. "Cecilia, We'll find Percival as soon as

home. Things are unstable," Cecilia advised with worry

his suit jacket. "Dad, wait for me over there. I

then boarded the

the aircraft had vanished. Finally,

pressed the detonator repeatedly until the last 10 feet of the mine finally

could not use

strength that even

not believe that although their captain's wife had not eaten or slept in two

Vivienne's fingers bleeding from the relentless digging, he felt a profound respect for her. She was not just infatuated with Percival's

go monitor the map and keep us posted on the captain's location," Leopold barked at Soren, pushing him

the headset, "Mr. Wolf, respond to me!" But there was no reply

had almost lost her voice, yet

joined the digging, the

an hour since Percival's last response. They couldn't dare to imagine what could happen if they could not find Percival

blinking red dot on the computer that signified Percival's vital signs, shouted, "Nine

they finally hit a metal barrier, they were met with a new challenge. The door

Leopold cursed, his frustration peaking at this

loud bang, the doors burst open, the dust choking Leopold into a coughing fit. Vivienne had kicked it open and emerged from the control room, carrying

"Ms. Vivienne, Captain!"

"Captain! Madam!"

rang out, but there was no response from Percival, who lay motionless on

Griffin was near tears, tugging

silently laid Percival on the ground. She pulled a sterile silver needle from her pocket and quickly inserted it into Percival's forehead. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of black blood and,