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.

"Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how worried everyone's

you know where I've been, Uncle Flynn?" Percival replied with

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

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

as he stepped

there's not

echoed from behind

Kenneth at

was streaked with tears, disbelief in her

Kenneth was in shock.

part of the family, Flynn was still his father in his heart. Why would his father aim

seemed to have expected this, showing no

admit, you're quite clever. You're tough to deal with, and now you have an even

cloth from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned the

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

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

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

Imogen's hand earlier, and though it

to maintain his cover,

had given away a code, which Percival had caught in that

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

the surface, it looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead,

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

laughed, gesturing behind them. "Maybe you should

Flynn turned

had revealed

Draven and

were fake, and they were now under

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