The Million-Dollar Heart

Indeed, no sooner had Percival finished speaking than he received a confidential message from the higher-ups. He was ordered to return to Rivenwood immediately to take control of the situation at Rivenwood headquarters. Stretching languidly, Vivienne remarked, "Looks like it's time to wrap this up."

That evening, Mara sat anxiously in the living room of the Ashford Mansion.

"Gillian, I'm still worried. What did Percival mean? I didn't say anything, and he said he'd bring what you want. This..."

Gillian handed Mara a cup of steaming cola. "Oh, don't fret, sweetheart. If your brother said so, we just wait. Dad mentioned that as long as the contract and the Boyd family signet ring are brought over, you can inherit the Boyd family. Trust me."

To Gillian, neither the contract nor the Boyd family signet ring mattered much; she could not understand why Patrick was so hung up on them.

Earlier tonight, she had merely phoned Patrick to inform him that Mara had brought the items without getting into details.

Before long, Percival arrived at the Ashford Mansion with Vivienne, knocking on the door.

Gillian quickly primped her hair and went to answer the door, brimming with excitement. To her absolute surprise, the door opened to a squad of armed individuals who stormed in and surrounded the Ashford Mansion.

Staring at Percival in disbelief, Gillian asked, "Mr. Ellington, what is this?"

"Patrick is suspected of drug trafficking. We're here to search the premises." Percival produced a search warrant, flicking it so that agents from Vanguard Agency began scouring the Ashford Mansion. "You must be mistaken; my father has been framed..." Gillian stepped back, only to see someone retrieve a plaster doll from her room.

It was a gift from Patrick for her eighteenth birthday.

With a crack, the doll shattered, spilling its contents on the floor: a bag of Keco!

Vivienne approached, opened the bag, and took a sniff. "This is the original Keco we've been searching for, identical to the batch seized at the docks."

As the sound of car doors closing came from outside, a scream followed.

in person,

his face contorted in horror at the sight of

I swear, this isn't my doing. I don't know why this would be in

a smirk. "How did my mom ever overlook your

name

knees, realizing his end had

did you

GTO for the past decade,

who were relentlessly searching for Karen's legacy potion, Patrick was responsible for managing GTO's

amassing wealth through drug production and trafficking, providing GTO

had become bolder in his

done in the dark will

his ambition to absorb

to outsiders, yet Patrick schemed to overtake

led them to the factory where it was produced - Patrick's bionic research

but in truth, it was a front

and Leopold also arrived at this

a five-ton stockpile. This guy's bigger than some international kingpins," Leopold slapped Patrick on the head, "Damn, thought I'd have a big bust, but the DEA got there

the factory was just a drug production site, not GTO's

was another dead end,

was known to the local division, and GTO's virus research base would not be easily uncovered. "Take him away." Percival gestured for the

ordeal, too stunned to