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 A young man shouldn't be so withdrawn."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."

I'd never see my boy again, I would have

happened to Elliot overseas?"

tears. "Elliot did well in school and work, consistently earning scholarships. But he rarely contacted us; communication was difficult back then, and we couldn't go abroad. Thankfully, he sent photos home, so at least

to be with him since he was

face in her hands. "My poor son... I didn't even get to see him one last time. How could he

her condolences for

not realize that her son had died the

raised was the

calmed down, Percival asked, "Would it be too much to

here," the father said as he handed over the photo album to Percival. Percival flipped through the album, noticing pictures of Elliot in graduation robes,

picture of a simple life, mostly spent

did Elliot study

paused as he turned the pages, a complex look in his eyes. Noticing the change, Vivienne leaned

one of Elliot's photos, was

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

closed the album and said, "Thank you. We've got what we need. Someone will be by shortly to take you to the

no trouble at all. We haven't had anyone 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.

were quickly delivered to

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

Percival's expression, asked, "Do you want me to go and ask

anything. We'd be better off

a high school student, let alone blend in and eventually study abroad." Vivienne had a

to the hospital. Your

Quincy!