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

Percival replied with a smile, a hint of mirth

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 me

stepped beside Percival at the doorway, taking over the conversation. "We're

smile froze as he

already, there's not

from

Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped

in her eyes. She never imagined

Kenneth was in shock.

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

Vivienne seemed to have expected this, showing no

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

a cloth from his pocket, and

the clue on

When did I slip up? I've been careful," Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding his glasses

romance when you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It

Flynn. He had absentmindedly squeezed Imogen's hand earlier,

the need to maintain his cover, he would not

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

smirked. "I was careless. Next time, I'll be

be a next time, White Tiger!" Flynn was Fiona's boss, the

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

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

gesturing behind them. "Maybe you should take a look

turned

supposed kidnappers had revealed their true

Draven

were fake, and they were now under the protection

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