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 for

and finding shelter was urgent, or she would face an even

hope now. If you don't help me,

Help me this once, and I promise to locate

frowned. "There's only one option left for you. Whether

it?"

room, where Percival was

"What do you mean?"

deep. Captains in the agency, like Thomas and Micah, are his people.

her lip. How could Percival

was fraught with more animosity than a star-crossed feud. It was almost impossible to have Percival help

You'll need to think outside the box. Good luck." Dracon handed her a

stared at the spray bottle and

be going then. Take care of yourself, and when Vivienne's free, we'll visit. Oh, and she

me."

knowing.

the unspoken message and took

Linklater Mansion, he found Gillian waiting at the entrance with

business, Mr. Ellington?" Gillian asked, clutching her purse

head to toe, an icy edge

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

laugh, Percival

how easily he agreed. She

little flutter of the eyelashes,

seat, the spray bottle

me for our past,

eyebrow and

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