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.

bright

black leather jacket, walked across the field, her attire clashing with the sundresses and t-shirts around

of college fashion spared

guys, intrigued by

the signals around her, and headed straight for

of a shooting

from around the world, the monument bore

all this time, fresh flowers still lay

and found the one that was both familiar and foreign

also known as

blatantly provocative nickname, yet it had lain hidden here for so long, commemorated

Shameless!

the name, her eyes betraying scorn, anger, and a

couldn't understand how someone so full of venom could be

Who was her mother?

purpose behind

a remorseless, conscienceless monster truly love his wife

Willa was baffled.

was the point of

legacies, treasures, and the

And her?

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

creator's evil,

she

sun warmed her jacket, but it couldn't match

someone you knew?" A voice came from behind

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

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.

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