The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 653

Griffin fretted that Percival might actually break Leopold in two, so she quickly wheeled his chair away from the scene. Percival glanced in the direction the pair had escaped.

"Fine," he thought, "Someday I'll show 'em some old-school roughhousing!"

"Mr. Wolf, any luck running into Kenneth?" Vivienne strolled up and asked.

Suddenly inspired, she considered creating a new fragrance, a companion to the "Old Man" scent-calling it "Old Ruffian".

Percival nodded. "Yeah, he looked pretty down, not even watching where he was going."

"Ah, to be young again." Karen chuckled.

After a brief discussion outside the ward about Dracon and Gillian's situation, the group was about to head out for a meal when Karen's cell phone rang. It was Willa Perez.

Ever since Karen had returned to the Perez family, Willa had been conspicuously absent.

Karen had tried to reach out a few times, but Willa's obsession ran deep; she wanted to track down F-Poison before returning to the Perez family.

Karen respected that. Willa had her own path to follow.

The unexpected message from Willa now piqued Karen's curiosity.

The text contained a photo of a university gate abroad.

That very university was where Flynn had studied overseas-the same place F-Poison had once been.

Karen took a deep breath. "Willa's on to F-Poison's trail. Hopefully, she digs up some leads."

In Scepter Country, Willa stared at the university's gate and strode through with determination.

The campus was alive with the vigor of youth.

student, regardless of gender, wore bright smiles

field, her attire clashing with the sundresses and t-shirts around

college fashion spared her any

intrigued by Willa's cool demeanor, hesitated to

all the signals around her, and headed straight for a

of

bore

after all this time, fresh flowers still lay at

names and found the one that was both familiar and foreign to

also known

had lain hidden here for so

Shameless!

the name, her eyes betraying

someone so full of

Who was her mother?

the purpose behind her

remorseless, conscienceless monster truly love his wife and

Willa was baffled.

the point of her existence in this

children were legacies, treasures, and the continuation of their

And her?

darkness, sorrow, a living apology to the world-if there was

creator's evil,

she stared at the

warmed her jacket, but it

honor someone you knew?" A

to see an older man dressed as a gardener, his hair silvered with age.

that's fortunate. You looked so sad; I thought maybe you were missing a family member. It's best that you're not," the man said as he arranged the flowers neatly and wiped the dust from the monument. It was unclear if he was speaking to himself or Willa when he added, "I was here cleaning when the shooting happened, right in this spot. Scared the daylights out of me, peed my pants even. If it hadn't been for Elliot, my name would

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