The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 530

Patrick's limbs were beyond his control, his body betraying him as he followed Vivienne's retreating steps.

Behind him, Gillian's heart-wrenching cries for her father echoed through the air, but he was powerless to respond. Patrick finally felt the command of his body returned when they reached a secluded cabin on the ship.

But now, with both Percival and Anna guarding the door, escape was an impossibility.

"Kneel," Vivienne commanded, her voice serene as she sat on the seat representing authority.

Patrick fell to his knees with a thud, not out of compulsion but from the sheer force of Vivienne's presence.

His legs tingled with numbness, sharp pains shooting through his knees as if a thousand needles were pricking them.

Beads of sweat formed on his brow, trickling down his temples and disappearing onto his shoulders.

Vivienne sat with her legs crossed, her slender neck held high with disdain, a hint of scorn in her gaze.

As Patrick knelt, Vivienne wondered what her mother had seen in him. How could such a spineless man be entrusted with the critical technology of bionics?

She regarded him with contempt and curiosity, slowly pulling the small "Morning Glory" from her pocket and tossing it at Patrick.

Instinctively, he caught it, his forehead bulging with veins, paralyzed with fear.

When he saw what it was, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He had thought she had thrown a knife at him!

"Madam, what is this?" he stammered.

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, her voice calm. "A miniature bomb."

Shocked to his core, Patrick scrambled behind the couch for cover.

it was even worse - a bomb! Vivienne was more reckless than

tosses a bomb around like

reaction, Vivienne could almost be certain of his innocence

shifting position as she lounged back on the sofa, lazily eyeing

had no idea about this. Even if we set aside your presence on the ship, my daughter and I were there, too. I would never

murmured

and began to rise,

gaze sharpened as she looked at him. "You

find it odd. After the engagement party fiasco, I cut all ties with the Boyd family. But for the sake of the bionic tech,

me the Boyd family's head wanted to drop

signal beeped in her earpiece-it was from

The shipment had arrived.

buzzed with a message. He wanted to check it but could

yawned, her eyes

she went

not to move. He knew Vivienne was not

matter of the bomb had touched a nerve, and his pale excuses and

grew increasingly anxious as his phone continued to vibrate in his

the shipment had arrived,

Why bother messaging him?

Leopold and Thomas had secured the docks, sealing off all incoming

black market, identical to flour and often sold alongside

brow furrowed.

Leopold before

"Three tons."

Anna gasped. "How much?"

"Three tons," Thomas repeated.

Keco could profit

haul but had not imagined it would be

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