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.

have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how worried everyone's been? Did something

replied with

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

froze as he stepped back into the

there's

echoed from behind

Kenneth

with tears, disbelief in her eyes. She never imagined

Kenneth was in shock.

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

to have expected this, showing

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

glasses, pulled a cloth from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned the

clue

Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding his glasses back on and looking at

with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her

earlier, and though it

to maintain his cover,

a code,

"I was careless. Next time,

Tiger!" Flynn was Fiona's boss, the

looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but

"Percival, I hold two

suddenly laughed, gesturing behind them. "Maybe you

turned to

supposed kidnappers had

Draven

bombs strapped to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and they

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