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.

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

I've been, Uncle Flynn?" Percival replied with a smile, a hint of mirth in his

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

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

smile froze as he stepped back

there's not

echoed from

Kenneth at

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

Kenneth was in shock.

his foster child, and even though he had been raised in a distant part of

and Vivienne seemed to have expected

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

pulled a cloth from his

chuckled. "Uncle Flynn, you handed me the clue on a silver platter.

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

Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm.

He had absentmindedly squeezed Imogen's hand earlier, and

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

away a code, which Percival had caught in that

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

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 against him, he lured her into becoming his substitute. All

Fiona wanted Percival dead, but

gun in Percival's hand, Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives in

"Maybe you should take a look behind

turned

kidnappers had revealed their

Draven

to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and they

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