The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 663

Percival glared at Flynn with venom in his eyes, yet his clenched fist hung suspended, unable to deliver the blow.

A sudden realization washed over him - the man before him was nothing like the uncle he remembered.

This man didn't deserve to carry the name Flynn, didn't deserve the family name, and certainly didn't deserve his fury!

With a slow release, Percival let go, watching Flynn crumple to the ground like a free-falling ragdoll.

Flynn made no attempt to break his fall, laughing softly as he hit the floor, a sound as dry as autumn leaves.

No one knew what his laughter meant, nor could they guess what thoughts were twining through his mind.

Percival pulled out a handkerchief, wiped his hands clean, and, with a look of indifference, tossed it beside the fallen man. "White Tiger, I wonder if you'll still be so cocky without your precious ST-1."

The laughter ceased abruptly, and Flynn's eyes, sharp as daggers, fixed on Percival.

"What do you mean by that?"

With a mocking laugh, Percival said, "Exactly what I said," and turned to leave.

Flynn tried to follow, but chains bound him tightly, rendering him immobile.

All he could do was roar at the iron bars, "Hold it! Clarify your words, stop!"

Percival ignored the shouts and drove away.

Truth be told, his words were a mere guess, sparked by evidence brought back by Willa - a hunch that Flynn had been injecting ST-1.

And it turned out to be accurate.

that

signs of viral infection

that Vivienne could only unravel

hospital, Vivienne headed to her lab,

coma, required no special attention, but Willa felt compelled to

Karen's palms gently, whispering, "Sasha,

memories and the days following Karen's departure from the

tirelessly for you. He fell sick once and never fully recovered. Sasha, if you

started massaging Karen while lamenting, "There was this one time when Maddox said I trained too much and offered a massage. But somehow, he dislocated my arm in the process. The pain lasted for days. Even now, I still suspect

"I didn't."

only to be stopped

meant to hurt you. I was trying to help, but you resisted, and I

eaten. I brought you some cake to tide

withdrew her hand. However, her stomach betrayed

gave the cake to

to eat in silence, not

promised she'd wake up, and she always keeps her word. So, let's not worry and

his sister, who had just reunited with him, was now

holding onto hope. She was certain Sasha

massaged Karen, he

are you coming

Willa remained silent.

leads. F-Poison was

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