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.

at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea

Flynn?" Percival replied with a smile, a hint of mirth in

"How would I know where you've been? I've been going mad looking for you. There's been a lot of trouble at home. Let me

over the conversation. "We're aware of

as he stepped back into the

know already, there's not

echoed from

appeared, holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint,

was streaked with tears, disbelief in her eyes.

Kenneth was in shock.

he had been raised in a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in his heart. Why would his

seemed to have expected this, showing no

You're tough to deal with, and now you have an even tougher fiancée. You really give your

pulled a cloth from his

"Uncle Flynn, you handed me the clue on

with a slight smile, sliding his glasses

Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It was a signal-your

had absentmindedly squeezed Imogen's hand earlier, and though it seemed flirtatious, he was filled with

maintain his cover, he would not bother keeping

given away a code, which Percival had caught

careless. Next time, I'll

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,

surface, it looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but the real threat to his

the gun in Percival's hand, Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure you want to gamble

suddenly laughed, gesturing behind them. "Maybe you should take a

turned to

had

Draven

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

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