The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 492

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.

forward, standing 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 worried everyone's

I've been, Uncle Flynn?" Percival replied with a

been? I've been going mad looking for you. There's been a lot of

at the doorway, taking over the conversation. "We're aware of the car accident and robbery in

smile froze as he stepped back into

know already, there's not

echoed from

appeared, holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped

face was streaked with tears, disbelief in her eyes. She never imagined facing such a

Kenneth was in shock.

even though he had been raised in a distant part of

to have expected this, showing no

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

from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned

handed me the clue on

careful," Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding his glasses back on and looking at Percival

when you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It was a signal-your life was

Imogen's hand earlier, and though it seemed flirtatious, he was filled

maintain his cover, he would not bother keeping a

code, which Percival

Next time,

the man he had respected all his life, the uncle who had always been peaceful. "There won't be a next time, White Tiger!" Flynn was Fiona's boss, the mastermind behind CK, having built it from the ground up. When Fiona turned against him, he lured her into becoming his substitute. All these years, Fiona's actions had been for

looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead,

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

gesturing behind them. "Maybe you

Flynn turned to

supposed kidnappers had revealed

Draven and

to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and they were now under the protection of Draven

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