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

abandoned her, and finding shelter was urgent, or she

my only hope now. If you don't

Help me this once,

only one option left for you. Whether it

it?" Gillian's eyes

toward the living room, where Percival was still engaged in his chess game

"What do you mean?"

agency, like Thomas and Micah, are his people. If you want back in, his word is the only one that will carry any

How could Percival possibly

a star-crossed feud. It was almost impossible to have Percival

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

the spray bottle and let out

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

me."

smile knowing. "Will do. Drive

unspoken message and took his

the Linklater Mansion, he found Gillian waiting at the entrance with

Mr. Ellington?" Gillian asked, clutching her purse and gazing at Percival with feigned

scrutinized her from head to toe, an icy edge to his gaze. "What do

tow service hasn't shown up. I'm in a hurry to get back downtown. Could

a scoffing laugh, Percival unlocked his

how easily he agreed. She had thought she would

a little flutter of the eyelashes, and they're

passenger seat, the

forgiven me for

and

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