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.

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

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

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

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

smile froze as he

you know already, there's not much to

from

and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped to

in her eyes. She never imagined facing such a

Kenneth was in shock.

part of the family, Flynn was still

Vivienne seemed to have

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

a cloth from his pocket, and

the clue on a

a slight smile, sliding his glasses back on and

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

had absentmindedly squeezed Imogen's hand earlier, and though

maintain his cover, he would not bother keeping a little

given away a code, which Percival had caught

was careless. Next time, I'll be more

the man he had respected all his life, 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

Fiona wanted Percival dead,

Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives in

gesturing behind them. "Maybe you

turned

kidnappers had revealed their true

Draven

to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and they were now under the protection of Draven and

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