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.

Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few days? Do you have any idea how worried everyone's

Uncle Flynn?" Percival replied with a smile, a

been? I've been going mad looking for you. There's been a

"We're aware of the car accident and

he stepped back

already, there's not much to

echoed from

figures appeared, holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint,

face was streaked with tears, disbelief in her

Kenneth was in shock.

even though he had been raised in a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in his heart. Why

to have expected this,

clever. You're tough to deal with, and now you have an even tougher fiancée. You really

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

you handed me the clue on a

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

with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm.

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

not for the need to maintain his cover, he

it, he had given away a code,

was careless. Next time, I'll be more

a next time, White Tiger!" Flynn was Fiona's boss, the mastermind behind CK, having

Percival dead, but the real threat to

two lives in my hand. Are you sure you

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

Flynn turned to

supposed kidnappers had revealed their

Draven and

bombs strapped to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and

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