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.

standing at the edge of the light, looking worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how worried everyone's

know where I've been, Uncle Flynn?" Percival replied with a

paused, then chuckled. "How would I know where you've been? I've been going mad looking for you. There's been a lot of trouble

over the conversation. "We're aware of the car accident

smile froze as he stepped

know already, there's

echoed from behind

Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives

streaked with tears, disbelief in her eyes. She

Kenneth was in shock.

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

Vivienne seemed to have expected this,

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

from his pocket, and

clue on a silver platter. Otherwise, I

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

when you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing

He had absentmindedly squeezed Imogen's hand earlier, and though it seemed

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

a code, which Percival had caught in

Next time, I'll

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

like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but the real threat to

two lives in my hand.

behind them. "Maybe you should take a look

Flynn turned

kidnappers had revealed their

was Draven

fake, and they were now under the protection

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