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.

tickets were swiftly booked, and the family packed only the essentials before hurrying to the

goodbye to Cecilia. "Cecilia, We'll find Percival as soon

careful back home. Things are unstable," Cecilia advised with worry in

straighten his suit jacket. "Dad, wait for me over there. I promise I'll bring Percival

silently, then boarded the plane

off, his gaze lingering in the sky long after the aircraft had vanished. Finally, he turned away. He ruffled Imogen's hair. "Let's

until the last 10 feet of the mine finally blew

they could not

such furious strength

eaten or slept in two days, she still

been bandaged up at the hospital, ignored the doctor's advice and rushed to the scene. Seeing Vivienne's fingers bleeding from the

posted on

dug tirelessly, her voice hoarse from calling into the headset, "Mr. Wolf,

were bleeding profusely, and she had almost lost her voice,

joined the digging, the tension mounting with each passing

to imagine what could happen if

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

were met with a new

cursed, his

Leopold into a coughing fit. Vivienne had kicked it open and

"Ms. Vivienne, Captain!"

"Captain! Madam!"

of concerned voices rang out, but there was no response from Percival,

this, Griffin was near tears, tugging at Leopold,

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