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.

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

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

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

"We're aware of the car accident and robbery in front of

as he stepped back into

you know already, there's not much

echoed from

Kenneth at gunpoint,

in her eyes.

Kenneth was in shock.

part of the

Vivienne seemed to have expected

and now you have an even

his glasses, pulled a cloth from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned

the clue

said with a slight

were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing

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

maintain his cover, he would not bother keeping

he had given away a code, which Percival had

smirked. "I was careless. Next

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

looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but

hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure you

behind them. "Maybe you should take

Flynn turned

supposed kidnappers had revealed their true

Draven and

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

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