The Million-Dollar Heart

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"Sir, would you mind sharing the story with us in more detail?" Vivienne inquired.

The old man nodded, "Of course. That year left a deep impression on us. Elliot was the beacon of hope for our entire family. Even our distant relatives had high hopes for him. After all, for a low-income family like ours, having a kid in high school was already a big deal.

Elliot's grades, though, were average at best. He was not exactly a standout student and didn't have many friends. He was a bit of a loner.

But ever since the kidnapping, it was as if he had become a different person. He was much more outgoing. Even got scolded by me for dating a girl from school. Truth be told, I thought the boy who came back was a lot better off. A young man shouldn't be so withdrawn."

Vivienne exchanged a glance with Percival.

Most people would be crushed by such traumatic memories and not emerge more cheerful and sociable.

How could this Elliot have possibly transformed so positively?

The father continued, "Elliot didn't let us down, though. He got into Elite University, and after graduating, he went abroad for further studies."

At the mention of going abroad, the silent mother let out a stifled sob, tears streaming down her face.

Vivienne silently passed her a tissue, "Did something happen?"

The man sighed, his expression growing somber. "We were originally against the idea of him going abroad, but Elliot was determined. He worked his way through, not needing a dime from us. Reluctantly, his mother and I agreed. But once he left, he never returned."

to cry louder. "If I had known I'd never see my boy again, I would have never let

happened to Elliot

communication was difficult back then, and

a job at the university, we knew he wouldn't come back. We thought about moving abroad to be with him since

son... I didn't even get to see him one last

her condolences

did not realize that her son

child they raised was the enemy

much to ask to see some photos of Elliot?

total, but they're all here," the father said as he handed over

painted a picture of a simple life,

did Elliot study abroad?" Vivienne

replied. Percival's hands paused as he turned the pages, a complex look in his eyes. Noticing the change, Vivienne leaned in and

in the corner of one of Elliot's photos, was

truth of the matter was becoming

named Elliot was indeed the elusive F-Poison, who had used the art of disguise to hide in Elliot's home, taking his place and living on before using his time abroad to continue his sinister deeds. During his studies, he had met

album and said, "Thank you. We've got what we need. Someone will be by

to talk to about Elliot for a long time. Thank you for remembering our son," the father said, bowing to Vivienne and Percival, his eyes glistening with tears. Percival and Vivienne

of the photos were quickly delivered to

at Flynn's face on the printout, Percival's fingertips

noticing Percival's expression, asked, "Do you

he wouldn't say anything. We'd be better off figuring out how F-Poison managed to impersonate

been middle-aged by then. It's hard to believe he could pass for a high school student, let alone blend in and eventually study abroad." Vivienne had a hunch that the secrets F-Poison carried

phone rang; it was Karen. "Come to the hospital. Your undercover girl

Quincy!