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.

worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past

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

I know where you've been? I've been going mad looking for you. There's been a lot of trouble at

"We're aware of the car accident and

froze as he stepped back

you know already, there's

echoed from behind

Kenneth at

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

Kenneth was in shock.

had taken him in as 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.

seemed to have expected

with, and now you have an even tougher fiancée. You really give your uncle a

glasses, pulled a cloth from his pocket, and

handed me the clue

a slight smile, sliding his glasses back on and looking

the living

absentmindedly squeezed Imogen's hand earlier, and though

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

realizing it, he had given away a code, which Percival had

was careless. Next time, I'll be more

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 these years, Fiona's actions had been

Percival dead, but the real threat to his life

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

gesturing behind them. "Maybe you should take a

Flynn turned

had revealed their

Draven and

fake, and they were now under the protection of

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