The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 671

Listening to the man's words, F-Poison was quite pleased. She straightened up and, with a slender finger, gave a gentle pat on the man's shoulder.

"You're destined for great things," she said with a wink. "Let's ditch the self-doubt, okay? I've got a good feeling about you."

The man nodded slightly, his face an unreadable mask. "Understood," he replied quietly.

Seemingly content, F-Poison patted his cheek and, stifling a yawn, wandered back to her room to rest.

The man stood still for a moment, a cold glint flickering in his eyes. His pocket vibrated with the buzz of his personal cellphone, ringing with a call from abroad.

"Yeah? What? Alright, got it."

After ending the call with icy indifference, he turned and walked away.

Gillian made her way to the Linklater estate; her previous visit and good rapport with Dracon ensured the guards let her pass without issue.

After a thorough check, she was finally inside the Linklater Mansion. To her surprise, as soon as she entered, she saw Percival sitting in the living room, deeply engrossed in conversation with Yorick. Gillian paused, not expecting to see him there.

Percival seemed to not even notice her, continuing his chat with Yorick.

Only Dracon came forward to greet her, and they headed to the back garden.

"How could you be so careless to have Vance oust you? Do you have any idea how hard I worked to get you in there?" Dracon scolded as soon as they were alone.

If Yorick hadn't been under the weather these past few days, he would've been at Gillian's doorstep to give her a piece of his mind for bungling such a simple task.

Gillian felt wronged.

Who would've thought an armored vehicle transporting a felon could get hijacked? The Vanguard Agency was massive, yet the perpetrator had vanished without a trace. Even the higher-ups couldn't protect Gillian now.

was left waiting

finding shelter was urgent, or she would face an

see this coming, Mr. Linklater. You're my only hope now. If you don't help me,

save Diana. Help me

option left for you. Whether it works is up

it?" Gillian's

room, where Percival was still engaged in his chess game with Yorick.

"What do you mean?"

the Martinez family run deep. Captains in the agency, like Thomas and Micah, are his people. If you want back in, his word is

bit her lip. How

with more animosity than a star-crossed feud. It was almost

think outside the box. Good luck." Dracon handed her

stared at the spray bottle and let out a long

Take care of yourself, and when Vivienne's free, we'll visit. Oh, and she reminded you to take

me."

nodded, his smile knowing. "Will do.

message and took his

Gillian waiting at the entrance with a look

Gillian asked, clutching her purse and

head to toe, an icy edge to his gaze. "What do you

shown up. I'm in a hurry to get back downtown. Could you possibly give

scoffing laugh, Percival

at how easily he agreed. She had thought she would need to

same - a little flutter of the

seat, the spray bottle concealed

me for our past,

raised an eyebrow and smiled.

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