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.

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

Uncle Flynn?" Percival replied with a smile, a hint

chuckled. "How would I know where you've been? I've been going mad looking for you. There's been a

at the doorway, taking over the conversation. "We're aware of the car accident

smile froze as he

know already, there's

echoed from behind

Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives

in her eyes.

Kenneth was in shock.

part of the family, Flynn was still his

to have expected this, showing no

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

pulled a cloth from his pocket, and meticulously

handed me the clue on a silver platter. Otherwise, I

up? I've been careful," Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding his glasses back on and looking

flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living

hand earlier, and though it seemed flirtatious, he was filled

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

given away a code, which Percival had caught in

careless. Next time, I'll be more

his gun towards the 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

it looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but

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

behind them. "Maybe you should take

turned

supposed kidnappers had

Draven and

were fake, and they were now under

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