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 A young man shouldn't be so withdrawn."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

"If I had known I'd never see my boy again, I would have never let him go abroad

happened to Elliot overseas?" Percival

communication was difficult back then, and we couldn't go abroad. Thankfully, he sent photos home, so at least I

be with him since he was settled. But then... there

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

could only offer her condolences for the

son had died

was the

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

said as he handed over the photo album to Percival. Percival flipped through the album, noticing pictures of Elliot in graduation robes, on casual outings,

a simple life, mostly spent

study

paused as he turned the pages, a complex look

the corner of one of

the matter

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

got what we need. Someone will be

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

were quickly

Flynn's face on

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

We'd be better off figuring out how

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

"Come to the hospital. Your undercover

Quincy!