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

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

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

stepped beside Percival at the doorway, taking over the conversation. "We're aware of the car accident and robbery in front

froze as he

already, there's not

from behind

Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped

tears, disbelief in her eyes. She never imagined facing

Kenneth was in shock.

had taken him in as his foster child, and even though he had been raised in a distant part of

and Vivienne seemed to have expected

and now you have an even tougher

from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned

handed me the clue on a silver

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

romance when you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing

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

for the need to maintain his cover, he

given away a code, which Percival had caught in that

"I was careless. Next time,

his gun towards the 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

the surface, it looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead,

Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are

gesturing behind them. "Maybe you

Flynn turned

supposed kidnappers had

Draven and

bombs strapped to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and

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