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.

the light, looking worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how worried everyone's been? Did

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

mad looking for

taking over the conversation. "We're

smile froze as he stepped

you know already, there's not much to

from behind

Kenneth at

in her eyes. She

Kenneth was in shock.

a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in

Vivienne seemed to have expected this, showing

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

glasses, pulled a cloth from his pocket,

me the clue on a silver platter. Otherwise, I

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

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

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

cover, he would not bother keeping a little girl

realizing it, he had given away a code, which Percival had caught

Next

Flynn was Fiona's boss,

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

"Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure you want to gamble with

"Maybe

Flynn turned to

kidnappers had revealed their true

was Draven

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

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