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 A young man shouldn't be so withdrawn."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

see my boy again, I would have never let him go

Elliot

wiped away 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 I could see

and got a job at the university, we knew he wouldn't come back. We thought about moving abroad to be with him since he was settled. But then... there was a shooting

overcome with grief, buried her face in her hands. "My poor son... I didn't even get to see him one last time. How could he have left before

her condolences

that her son had

they raised was the enemy

the woman had calmed down, Percival asked, "Would it be too much to ask to see some photos of Elliot? Especially the ones he sent from

there aren't many, especially after the kidnapping, and even fewer from his years abroad, less than ten in total, but they're all here," the father said as he handed over the photo album to

a simple

study

he turned the pages, a complex look in his eyes.

the corner of one of

the matter was

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 Flynn and passed on

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

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. Percival and Vivienne offered a comforting smile

the photos were quickly

face on the printout, Percival's fingertips tensed

you

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

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 were tied to the final virus experiment GTO

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

Quincy!