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.

forward, standing at the edge of the light, looking worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how

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

would I know where you've been? I've been going mad looking for you. There's been a lot of trouble at home.

the conversation. "We're aware of the car accident and

as he stepped

you know already, there's not much to

from behind

figures appeared, holding Imogen and Kenneth

was streaked with tears, disbelief in her eyes. She never imagined facing

Kenneth was in shock.

in a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in his heart. Why would his father aim a gun at

seemed to have expected

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

a cloth from his pocket, and meticulously cleaned

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

said with a slight smile, sliding

flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It was a signal-your

earlier, and though it seemed flirtatious, he was filled with

maintain his cover, he would not bother keeping

given away a code,

smirked. "I was careless. Next time, I'll be more

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

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

I hold two lives in my hand. Are

them. "Maybe you should take

Flynn turned to

supposed kidnappers had revealed their true

Draven and

to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and

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