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 a knife, but it was even worse -

mind tosses a bomb around like

reaction, Vivienne could almost be certain of his innocence regarding the

on your ship," she stated, her legs shifting position as

"Madam, I swear I had no idea about this. Even if we set aside your presence on the ship, my

know," Vivienne murmured

to rise, "Could this be connected to the Boyd

looked at him.

the bionic tech, I could not completely sever our relationship. I thought of sending an invite, and the Boyd family's head came to me

drop off a flora arrangement. I did not question it, but it's suspicious now that I

beeped

The shipment had arrived.

to check it

her eyes

she went

knew Vivienne was not

bomb had touched a nerve, and his pale excuses and baseless

as his phone continued

had arrived,

Why bother messaging him?

Leopold and Thomas had secured the docks, sealing off all

drug on the black market, identical to flour and often sold alongside grains

brow furrowed.

glance with Leopold before

"Three tons."

Anna gasped. "How much?"

"Three tons," Thomas repeated.

tons of Keco could profit enough to buy a small

a significant haul but had not imagined it

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