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.

where have you been these past few days?

Percival replied with a

paused, then 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 aware of the car accident and

smile froze as he stepped back into

you know already, there's not much to

from

Kenneth at gunpoint,

streaked with tears, disbelief in her eyes.

Kenneth was in shock.

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

have expected

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

his glasses, pulled a cloth from his pocket, and

you handed me the clue on a silver platter. Otherwise,

with a slight smile, sliding his glasses back on and looking at Percival

the living room, squeezing her palm. It

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

need to maintain his cover, he would not bother

had given away a code, which Percival had caught in

"I was careless. Next time,

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

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

said, "Percival, I hold two lives

behind them. "Maybe you should take

turned to

supposed kidnappers had revealed their

was Draven and

bombs strapped to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and

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