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 even Flynn couldn't

Flynn showed no signs of viral infection and

mystery remained one that Vivienne could only unravel by solving ST-1's

to her

a coma, required no special attention, but Willa felt compelled to stay by her

gently, whispering, "Sasha,

the

fell sick once and never fully recovered. Sasha, if you wake up, could you heal

too much and offered a massage. But somehow, he dislocated

"I didn't."

a swift chop, only to be stopped by a

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

mentioned you haven't eaten. I brought you some cake to tide you

hand. However, her stomach

and gave the cake to her.

to eat in silence, not resorting

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

when his sister,

She was certain

Maddox massaged Karen, he

when are you coming

Willa remained silent.

barely found any leads. F-Poison was still at large, the ST-1 mystery was unresolved, and even her inquiries at Scepter

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