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.

forward, standing at the edge of the light, looking worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have

replied

chuckled. "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

conversation. "We're aware of the car

as he stepped back into

know already, there's not much to

echoed from behind

Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped

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

Kenneth was in shock.

part of the family, Flynn was still his father

to have expected

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

cloth from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned

you handed me the clue on a silver platter. Otherwise, I wouldn't have

careful," Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding

in the living room, squeezing her

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

to maintain his cover, he

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

careless. Next time, I'll

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 his substitute. All these years, Fiona's actions had been for

looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but the

"Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure

laughed, gesturing behind them. "Maybe

turned

kidnappers had revealed

Draven

fake, and they were

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