The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 672

Brody stepped aside, his hand gently cupping Gillian's cheek, directing her gaze toward the front door.

There, Percival and Vivienne stood, arm in arm, beaming at her with the radiant joy of a blooming bouquet.

Gillian's eyes widened in disbelief, unable to comprehend the spectacle before her.

What on earth was happening?

Hadn't Percival taken the bait already?

How could this be?

Where in the world was she?

With a casual wave, Percival called out to Gillian, "Don't just hop into a stranger's ride."

With that, he wrapped his arm around Vivienne's waist, and they strolled away.

Despair engulfed Gillian. It felt like she was staring into an abyss that was her life's end.

But unbeknownst to her, dying wouldn't be easy-not with Brody holding the reins.

Brody fished out a spray bottle from Gillian's purse, examining it with a smirk, "Whoa, isn't this the powerful aphrodisiac I whipped up a few years back? Just a drop, and it'll have you in a frenzy of desire." Swallowing hard, Gillian glared defiantly, "What... what do you plan to do with me? I'm warning you, don't you dare touch me!"

Brody let out a scoff. "Lady, are you for real? Even if I were desperate to hit the sack with you, you'd be the one getting lucky. Where's this confidence coming from?"

With that, he sprayed half the bottle on Gillian's lower body. "I've never seen someone that eager, and I'm curious."

In a mere second, Gillian was writhing in agony, her cries filled with torment. It was hell.

Brody relished her suffering, his gaze shifting to the curious Calista as a wicked idea took root.

is crazy about Percival. It's because of her that he

lunged at Gillian, fists flying. "Vivienne, you bitch, I'm going to

Gillian grabbed Calista's hands, directing them

relentless, nearly

one crazed, the other delirious, continued their struggle, oblivious to the chaos. Poor Gillian. Since her arrival in

now, her

on the sidelines, finding the spectacle immensely entertaining.

left the YQ

for the car door, Percival grasped her wrist. "I've given this

her right, this car was a recent splurge by Percival. When had he

it along with the car keys onto the hood

car and

chuckled. "All this fuss over

not nothing,"

his Vivienne. The thought of her being sullied by such contact was repulsive. Vivienne nodded in agreement. "Alright,

up another

when her phone rang

number was private, and she rarely received unsolicited

Percival, she answered

Vivienne, it's really you! I'm in an M State

"Hand it over."

the call, one young and anxious, the other frail and unsteady, as

"Carl?"

before saying, "Yes, it's me, Vivienne. Come quickly,

dead

redialed, but there

Who was that? A sanatorium in M State? Why does

perplexed. Why would Carl call her, urging

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