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.

where have you been these

Percival replied with a smile,

been going mad looking for you. There's been a lot of trouble

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

froze as he stepped back into

know already, there's not

from

holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives strapped

in her eyes. She never imagined facing

Kenneth was in shock.

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 a gun at

Vivienne seemed to have expected this,

to deal with, and now you have an even tougher fiancée. You really give your uncle a

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

clue on a silver platter. Otherwise,

When did I slip up? I've been careful," Flynn said with a slight smile, sliding his glasses back on and looking at Percival

wasn't romance when you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It

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

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

away a code, which Percival had caught in that fleeting

careless. Next time, I'll

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

the surface, it looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but the

Percival's hand, Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are you

behind them. "Maybe you should

Flynn turned to

kidnappers had

Draven and

fake, and they were

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