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.

worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you

Percival replied with a smile, a hint of

paused, 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

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

as he stepped back into the

you know already, there's not much

echoed from behind

Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped

her eyes. She never imagined facing such a

Kenneth was in shock.

foster child, and even though he had been raised in a distant part

and Vivienne seemed to have expected this, showing

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

pulled a cloth from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned the

chuckled. "Uncle Flynn, you handed me the clue on a silver platter. Otherwise, I wouldn't have

a slight smile, sliding his glasses back

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

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

maintain his cover, he would not

away a code, which Percival

Next time, I'll be

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

dead,

by the gun in Percival's hand, Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure you

behind them. "Maybe you should take a

turned

had revealed

Draven and

fake, and they were now under the protection of Draven

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