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.

looking worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how

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

looking for you. There's been a lot of

beside Percival at the doorway, taking over the conversation. "We're aware of the car accident and robbery in front

as he stepped back into

know already, there's not much to

echoed from

and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped

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

Kenneth was in shock.

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

seemed to have expected this, showing

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

his glasses, pulled a cloth from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned the

Flynn, you handed me the clue on

said with a slight smile, sliding

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

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

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

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

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

had always been peaceful. "There won't be a next time, White Tiger!" Flynn was Fiona's boss, the mastermind behind

like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but

Percival's hand, Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure you want to gamble

suddenly laughed, gesturing behind them. "Maybe you should take a look

Flynn turned

had revealed their

was Draven

bombs strapped to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and they were

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