The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 528

Gillian was teetering on the brink of reason. The potency of the drugged aroma filling the room was enough to trigger tsunamis of the mind with a mere whiff. With a fevered motion, Gillian kicked off the blankets wrapped around her, tugging at Patrick's sleeve with a hazy consciousness. "It's so hot, so incredibly hot." Her stunning figure was on full display, leaving nothing to the imagination of the onlookers.

From a distance, Vivienne and Anna stood side by side, watching the scene unfold.

"Damn, she's got a killer body," Vivienne remarked, her eyes then shifting to Anna's less curvaceous form. "Ah, well."

Anna blushed. "Ms. Vivienne, please, behave yourself!"

"Girl, I didn't even say anything. Why are you turning red?" Vivienne teased, playfully tilting Anna's chin.

Anna stepped back, quickly tapping into Percival's comms, "Captain Wolf, where are you?"

Percival clipped the last yellow wire, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple. "Get over here. I've found the new bomb."

Vivienne and Anna's expressions darkened, the jesting gone in an instant. They fought through the crowd and burst into the guest room.

By then, Patrick had knocked Gillian out and re-wrapped her in the blankets.

He was utterly clueless about what was happening!

Mara was equally bewildered. What on earth was going on?

Why had Gillian been thrown out, and what were Vivienne and that waiter doing going back in?

Was Gillian not supposed to be drugged with Percival by now, having...

Back in the room, Percival examined the new bomb, now defused in his hands.

Vivienne approached, her expression relaxing.

undetonated bomb was a major breakthrough - it would save

and the detector had been burning through cash like

the Perez family, Vivienne could not just stay entirely out of it and not

into the detector! "Mr. Wolf, you're amazing!" Vivienne handed the bomb to Anna, then flung herself into Percival's arms,

visibly relieved Percival managed a smile, ruffling Vivienne's hair affectionately, "This reward alone isn't

waist, her forehead pressed against his, her voice laced

woman was pushing him

kept up, he might be

the sidelines, wished she could vanish into

starting to get affectionate,

for her and the bewildered spectators outside

bomb away, clearing her throat before saying, "Ms. Vivienne, Mr.

her,

is for you to carry me out like this. How can the timing be wrong?" Speechless, Percival knew he

a grin, Vivienne found Percival's fleeting blush endearing,

reminding them again, "Ms. Vivienne, Mr. Ellington,

gracefully dismounting and standing by his

did she notice the crowd that

expression beyond shock - it was sheer

with Percival's, her gaze sharp as she addressed Patrick, "Mr. Ashford, are

snapped back to reality, frowning as he stepped forward, surveying

you two? She mentioned that my daughter's clothes were

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