The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 724

Vivienne and Percival exchanged a glance, a mutual skepticism reflected in their eyes.

Was it any wonder that Griffin and Leopold seemed to have such chemistry? Godfrey was sick, and their first instinct was to shoot a video and snap pictures?

How had the Martinez family not throttled them yet?

But alas, Vivienne hadn't managed to watch the video.

Before she could even click play, her phone-juiced up from Leopold's car charger-began to buzz.

Brody's voice came through the call, tinged with utter despair, "Specter Healer! Where on earth did you get that medicine? She's been hopping around her room for half an hour! It took a heavy-duty sedative to knock her out, and she's still hopping in her sleep! My spotless lab is a mess now!"

Brian's laughter boomed, "Hahaha, Vivienne, where did you score that prank potion? That woman, she's like a marionette straight out of a movie, absolutely hilarious!"

At the Martinez Mansion.

Griffin's parents, Stellan and Penelope, stood guard outside the patriarch's room.

To better observe Godfrey, they had gouged a peephole into the solid wooden door. The Martinez family circled around it, three layers deep.

They peered inside at Godfrey with a mix of emotions as if viewing a rare specimen.

"When's Griffin getting back? If he keeps this up, he'll bleed out."

Stellan was practically glued to the peephole, almost sticking his head through.

His wife, Penelope, stood shoulder-to-shoulder with him, mirroring his posture, her face etched with worry. "Who could have snuck into our home undetected in the middle of the night?"

Martinez, snorted, "That's not all. Dad was once a renowned master among the noble families. How could he be taken down so easily? If word gets out, it'll be the laughingstock of

Lancelot Martinez scolded, "That's still our father you're talking about! Can't you see what state he's in? Don't you

to pity me? If it weren't for his insistence that I marry into the Grimshaws, would I be like

at the scar on her face, her gaze towards the room was filled

wasn't here out of

her brothers wouldn't even tell her, denying

at her. "You're beyond

"What's with all the fighting? Lancelot, call Griffin. See where they are. If we delay any further, it

martial arts, the high difficulty of his movements

pale face, coupled with dark circles under his eyes, looked especially

the corners of Godfrey's mouth, his nostrils,

frantic! He had been in charge of the Martinez family's biochemical weapons project and prided himself on

he had never seen a virus like this, one that literally made

it be? Who wanted to harm the Martinez family

Griffin's urgent and anxious voice came from outside,

Where's the Specter Healer?

the voice, his bloodshot eyes darting around, "Griffin, where's the Specter Healer you

Vivienne's wrist, said, "Dad, it's her, Leopold's senior, Vivienne. She's the Specter

You should know him, Dad. Let me take Vivienne in to treat Grandpa now. Any questions, you can ask Percival." Percival trailed behind with

watching their retreating figures, puzzled.

Healer was known only to those close to her; it

being overwhelmed by the sick and needy if her identity became

young. Nothing

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