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.

where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how worried everyone's been? Did something

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

then chuckled. "How would I know where you've been? I've been going mad looking for you. There's been a lot of trouble at

the conversation. "We're aware of the car

froze as he stepped

already, there's not much

echoed from behind

Kenneth at

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

Kenneth was in shock.

part of the family, Flynn was

Vivienne seemed to have expected

tough to deal with, and now you have an even tougher fiancée. You really give your uncle a

glasses, pulled a cloth from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned the

Flynn, you handed me the clue

Flynn said with a

Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It was a signal-your

on Flynn. He had absentmindedly squeezed Imogen's hand earlier, and though it seemed flirtatious,

to maintain his cover, he

away a code, which Percival had caught

careless. Next time, I'll

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

wanted Percival dead, but the real threat to his life was

gun in Percival's hand, Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives

"Maybe you should

Flynn turned

had

Draven

and Kenneth were fake, and they were now

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