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.

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

replied with a smile, a hint

looking for you. There's been a lot of trouble at home. Let me

the conversation. "We're aware of the car accident and robbery in front of

froze as he

already, there's not much to

from

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

tears, disbelief in her eyes. She never

Kenneth was in shock.

even though he had been raised in a distant part of the family, Flynn

seemed to have

quite clever. You're tough to deal with, and now you have an even tougher fiancée. You really

removed his glasses, pulled a cloth from

you handed me the clue

slip up? I've been careful," Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding his glasses

with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm.

squeezed Imogen's hand earlier, and though it seemed flirtatious,

cover, he would not bother keeping a

it, he had given away a code, which Percival had

Next time, I'll

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

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

"Percival, I hold two lives in my hand.

gesturing behind them. "Maybe you

turned to

kidnappers had

was Draven and

Kenneth were fake, and they

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