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.

light, looking worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do

Flynn?" Percival replied with a smile, a hint

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 home. Let

at the doorway, taking over the conversation. "We're

smile froze as he stepped back into

you know already, there's not much

from

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

tears, disbelief in her eyes. She never imagined facing

Kenneth was in shock.

a distant part of the family, Flynn was still

and Vivienne seemed to have expected this, showing

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

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

you handed me the clue

with a slight smile, sliding his glasses

wasn't romance when you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It was a signal-your life was in

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

cover, he would not bother

he had given away a code, which

was careless. Next time, I'll be more

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,

wanted Percival dead, but the real threat to

two lives in my hand. Are you sure you want

laughed, gesturing behind them. "Maybe you should

Flynn turned

had revealed

Draven

and Kenneth were fake, and they were now under the protection of

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