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 A young man shouldn't be so withdrawn."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

known I'd never see my boy

to Elliot

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 his face from time

Elliot graduated 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 at his school. Many students and teachers died, and Elliot was among

overcome with grief, buried her face in her hands. "My poor son... I didn't even get to see

only offer her condolences for the

her son had died the

raised was

woman had calmed down, Percival asked, "Would it be too much to ask to see some photos of

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

a picture of a simple life,

study abroad?"

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

the corner of one of Elliot's photos,

truth of the matter

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 his

you. We've got what we need. Someone will be

a long time. Thank you for remembering our son," the father said, bowing to

were quickly delivered to

he looked at Flynn's face on the

expression, asked, "Do you want me to go and

need. Even if we asked him, he wouldn't say anything. We'd be better off figuring out how F-Poison managed

high school student, let alone blend in and eventually study abroad." Vivienne had a hunch that the secrets F-Poison

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

Quincy!