The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 518

Vivienne had no patience for Patrick's explanation; she already knew enough about what the Boyd family and Patrick were up to.

She extended her hand to Patrick, her tone brisk. "Hand over the key of your code."

Patrick blinked in confusion. "What code?"

"The code of your contract!" Vivienne pressed, irritation creeping into her voice.

Patrick looked even more bewildered. "I don't know anything about a code. Our contracts are straightforward. It's in in my car. Let me fetch it for you."

With that, Patrick hurried to his car and brought back the document to Vivienne. "Please, take a look, Madam."

Vivienne took the contract and immediately noticed it was an agreement between the Ashford and Boyd families.

However, the format and wording differed from what Vivienne had seen in the Boyd family's safe.

She did not know what that contract in the safe was about, but it certainly was not the same as this one. It seemed Patrick was not lying.

"You can go back now," Vivienne said, handing back the contract.

The contract contained nothing substantial, just the usual business dealings. The Ashford family, a biotech leader in Sea City, also operated shipping routes. Their collaboration with the Boyd family had made many things more convenient, but there was no mention of the cutting-edge bionics.

After Patrick took the documents, he hesitated, casting a knowing look at Vivienne.

Vivienne gave him an icy glance, her face expressionless. "Keep Gillian away from me, and you'll stay safe."

"Thank you, Madam." Patrick watched Vivienne enter her villa before getting back into his car.

As soon as the car door closed, his sycophantic smile turned into a heavy frown. He gazed at the villa's grand entrance before tapping the car seat, signaling the driver to depart.

Patrick's car disappeared, a smirk playing at the corners

Everyone makes mistakes.

misjudged

steaming hot

curtains and sipped the milk, nodding appreciatively. "Not bad. It's even better than the plain water you usually

of annoyance flickered across Percival's mouth. "Can't your man even warm up milk to

him Vivienne always doubted

his cooking was actually quite decent, especially compared to her disastrous attempts in

talented hands should be making more money for

indeed sweeter than

pinched her cheek affectionately. "My

tongue playfully. "Who could

rare that I have such a skill. Don't worry, my dear. I'll make sure to earn plenty. Enough to last us this

leaned on

she looked up at him. "Mr. Wolf, have you ever heard my mother talk about

head. "No, my mentor knew I never had much of a knack for

it once. She said every technology has its pros and cons, like a bomb. It's a dangerous weapon in the wrong hands, but in the right

won't even need to show their faces to commit atrocities. It would pose a severe

a lot of dangers and preserve fighting strength." Yawning, Vivienne looked tired. "I just wonder how far my mom's

and calm, though her brow was furrowed as if pondering the issue of

gently smoothed her furrowed brow until she was deeply asleep, then

the bedside lamp and leave when Vivienne,

quiet of the night, she

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