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.

stepped 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 been? Did something

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

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

taking over the conversation. "We're aware of the

as he stepped

there's not much to

from behind

holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives

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

Kenneth was in shock.

a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his

seemed to have expected this, showing

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

pulled a cloth from his pocket, and

"Uncle Flynn, you handed me the clue on a silver platter.

did I slip up? I've been careful," Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding his glasses back on and looking at

Ms. Imogen in the living room,

Flynn. He had absentmindedly squeezed Imogen's hand earlier,

for the need to maintain his cover, he would not

a code, which Percival had caught in

was careless. Next

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

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

two lives in

suddenly laughed, gesturing behind them. "Maybe you

Flynn turned to

had revealed their

was Draven and

fake, and they were now under the protection of

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