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.

where have you been these past few days?

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

"How would I know where you've been? I've been going mad looking

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

as he stepped

there's not

echoed from behind

Imogen and Kenneth

her eyes. She never

Kenneth was in shock.

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

have expected

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

cloth from his pocket, and meticulously

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

been careful," Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding his glasses

the living room, squeezing her palm. It

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

to maintain his cover,

it, he had given away a code, which Percival had caught

was careless. Next time,

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

Fiona wanted Percival dead,

hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure

gesturing behind them. "Maybe you

turned to

supposed kidnappers had revealed their

was Draven

Kenneth were fake, and they

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