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.

light, looking worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how worried everyone's been? Did

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

know where you've been? I've been going mad looking

"We're aware of the car accident and

as he stepped back

know already, there's not much to

from behind

appeared, holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint,

her eyes. She never imagined facing

Kenneth was in shock.

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

to have expected this,

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

glasses, pulled a cloth from his pocket, and meticulously

Flynn, you handed me the clue on

careful," Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding his glasses back on and looking

flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It

dawned on Flynn. He had absentmindedly squeezed Imogen's hand earlier, and though it seemed flirtatious, he was

to maintain his cover, he would not

given away a code, which Percival had

smirked. "I was careless. Next time,

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

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

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

"Maybe you

turned

had revealed their

was Draven and

were fake, and they

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