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.

Percival. "Percival, where have you

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

where you've been? I've been going mad looking for you. There's been a lot of trouble

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

as he stepped back into the

know already, there's

echoed from behind

Kenneth

streaked with tears, disbelief in her eyes. She never imagined

Kenneth was in shock.

distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in his heart. Why would his father aim a gun at

to have expected

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

cloth from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned

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

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

Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It

hand earlier, and though

cover,

code, which

"I was careless. Next time, I'll

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

the surface, it looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead,

said, "Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure you want to gamble

gesturing behind them. "Maybe you

turned to

had revealed

Draven and

bombs strapped to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and they were now under the protection of Draven and

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