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.

packed only the essentials before

Cecilia. "Cecilia, We'll find Percival as soon as we can.

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

wait for me over there.

then boarded the

after the aircraft had vanished. Finally, he

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

this point, they could not use explosives

furious strength that even the seasoned agents of Vanguard Agency

had not eaten or slept in two days, she

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

monitor the map and keep us posted on the captain's location,"

from calling into the headset, "Mr. Wolf,

bleeding profusely, and she had almost lost

and Griffin joined the digging, the tension mounting with

last response. They couldn't dare to imagine what could happen if they

computer that signified

were met with a new challenge. The door to the commanding room was jammed shut by

his

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

"Ms. Vivienne, Captain!"

"Captain! Madam!"

but there was no response from

tears, tugging at Leopold, "What do we

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