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.

light, looking worriedly at Percival. "Percival, where have you been these past few

Uncle Flynn?" Percival replied with a smile, a hint of

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

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

he

already, there's

echoed from

Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives

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

Kenneth was in shock.

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

to have expected

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

glasses, pulled a cloth from his pocket,

me the clue on a silver platter.

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

in the living room, squeezing her palm. It

squeezed Imogen's hand earlier, and though it seemed

for the need to maintain his cover, he would not

had given away a code, which Percival had caught in

was careless. Next

was Fiona's boss, the mastermind behind CK, having built it from the ground up. When Fiona

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

by the gun in Percival's hand, Flynn said, "Percival, I hold two lives in my hand. Are you sure you want

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

turned

supposed kidnappers had revealed

Draven and

were fake, and they were now under the protection of Draven and

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