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, where have you been these past few days? Do you

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

"How would I know where you've been? I've been going mad looking for you.

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

froze as he stepped back into the

know already, there's

from

holding Imogen and Kenneth at gunpoint, explosives

her

Kenneth was in shock.

been raised in a distant part of the family, Flynn was still his father in his heart. Why would his father

to have expected this,

and now you have an

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

me the clue on a silver

careful," Flynn said with a

romance when you were flirting with Ms. Imogen in the living room, squeezing her palm. It was a

hand earlier, and though

to maintain his cover, he

code, which Percival had caught in

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

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 the ground up. When Fiona turned against him, he lured her into becoming his substitute. All these years, Fiona's actions

looked like Fiona wanted Percival dead, but the real

I hold two lives in my hand.

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

turned to

supposed kidnappers had revealed their

Draven

bombs strapped to Imogen and Kenneth were fake, and they were now under the

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