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.

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

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

you've been? I've been going mad looking for you. There's been a lot of trouble at home. Let me fill you

conversation. "We're aware of the car accident and robbery in

he stepped back into the

know already, there's not much to

from behind

and Kenneth

her eyes. She never imagined facing such a

Kenneth was in shock.

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

seemed to have

now you have

from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned the

handed me the clue on a silver platter.

with a

you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It was a signal-your life

absentmindedly squeezed Imogen's hand earlier, and though it seemed flirtatious, he was filled with

his cover, he would

had given away a code, which Percival had

careless. Next time, I'll be

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 these years,

Fiona wanted Percival dead, but the

Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives

behind them. "Maybe you should take a look

turned to

supposed kidnappers had

Draven and

fake, and they were now

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