After a thorough check-up at the hospital, Percival was discharged.

Even the doctors were astounded. How could a man who had been buried in a mine for two days walk out without a scratch? What kind of physique did he have?

Leopold and Thomas, who had been part of the rescue operation, were exhausted and had to be admitted to the hospital, too.

Leopold kept begging Vivienne to give him an injection, convinced that one of her shots would revive him instantly.

But Vivienne refused.

Her services came at a steep price, one that Leopold could not afford.

Once they left the hospital, Vivienne and Percival returned to the Ellington Mansion.

In the car, Percival tenderly changed the dressing on Vivienne's fingertips. "Don't be so reckless next time. I told you, with you waiting for me, I could hold on."

Vivienne looked at her injured fingertips, wounds that could easily be healed, but she let them heal naturally.

Otherwise, Mr. Wolf would not be there to tend to her.

How considerate of her.

Vivienne curled her finger, watching Percival apply the ointment. "You're not allowed to worry me like that again."

Percival pulled her close. "Never again."

Back at the Ellington Mansion.

Flynn had just signed some documents when Percival burst through the door.

Sunlight streamed in, casting a square of bright light on the floor.

at the edge of the light, looking worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how

been, Uncle Flynn?" Percival replied with a smile, a hint

paused, then chuckled. "How would I know where you've been? I've been going mad looking

"We're aware of the car accident and robbery in front of Isolde's

he

there's not much to

from behind

figures appeared, holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped

disbelief in her eyes. She never imagined

Kenneth was in shock.

had been raised in a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in his heart.

have expected this,

you're quite clever. You're tough to deal with, and now

a cloth from his pocket, and meticulously

"Uncle Flynn, you handed me the clue

a slight smile, sliding his

in the living

Imogen's hand earlier, and though

to maintain his cover, he

realizing it, he had given away a code, which Percival had caught in

careless. Next time, I'll

Fiona's boss, the mastermind

it looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but the real threat to his

gun in Percival's hand, Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure you want to gamble with

them. "Maybe you should take a look

turned

supposed kidnappers had revealed

was Draven and

were fake, and they were now under the protection

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