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.

you been these past few days? Do you have any idea

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

I've been going mad looking for you. There's

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

as he stepped

already, there's

echoed from behind

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

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

Kenneth was in shock.

as his foster child, and even though he had been raised in a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in his heart. Why would his father aim a

to have expected

deal with, and now you have an

cloth from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned the

the clue

I slip up? I've been careful," Flynn said with a

were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living

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

for the need to maintain his cover, he would not bother keeping

code, which Percival had caught

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 into becoming

the surface, it looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but

by the gun in Percival's hand, Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives

laughed, gesturing behind them. "Maybe you should take

Flynn turned to

kidnappers had revealed their true

was Draven

strapped to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and they were now under

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