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.

you been these

you know where I've been, Uncle Flynn?" Percival replied with a smile, a hint of mirth in his

going mad looking for

Percival at the doorway, taking over the conversation. "We're aware of the car accident and robbery in front of Isolde's

as he stepped back into the

you know already, there's

from

figures appeared, holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives

streaked with tears, disbelief in her eyes. She never

Kenneth was in shock.

in as his foster child, and even though he had been raised in a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in his heart. Why would his father aim

to have expected this, showing no

to deal with, and now you have an even tougher fiancée. You

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

me the clue on a silver platter. Otherwise, I wouldn't

When did I slip up? I've been careful," Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding

were 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

to maintain his cover, he would not bother keeping a little

a code, which Percival

Next time, I'll be more

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 becoming his substitute. All these years, Fiona's actions had

dead,

two lives in my hand. Are you

laughed, gesturing behind them. "Maybe you should take a

Flynn turned

supposed kidnappers had revealed

Draven and

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

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