The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 763

Kaitlyn was tucking in the blankets for the elderly couple when she glanced up, "I'll go fetch some cold medicine from the doc, Vivienne, hang tight for a sec."

"Hold on!"

With an exasperated smile, Vivienne pushed away Percival's hand and called out to Kaitlyn, "Kaitlyn, I'm not sick. It's just... feels like someone's gossiping about me.'

"Wow, you've got some sixth sense, Vivienne! I was just saying how you and Percival are always popping into the hospital, and you picked up on it?"

As the words fell, Leopold suddenly peeked his head around the door frame.

Thomas strode in behind him, greeting, "Percival, ma'am."

Kaitlyn gaped at the two lads who had just appeared, "Um, Vivienne, Mr. Ellington. Are these friends of yours?"

Trying not to admit it but nodding anyway, Vivienne shot Leopold a look, "Kaitlyn, meet Leopold, my junior. Thomas, Mr. Wolf's assistant. They just called Mr. Wolf about some urgent business, so we had them come over. Sorry, we didn't tell you in advance."

"What's there to be sorry about?" Kaitlyn blinked, "Come on in, come on. This room's not exactly a palace, so mind the mess."

Leopold was always quick to warm up to people, while Thomas was still fumbling for words.

Leopold chatted away with a big grin, lowering his voice so as not to disturb the patients, "Mrs. Littleton, no need for formalities with us. If you're a friend of my Vivienne, you're a friend of mine. What's there to worry about between friends, right, Thomas?"

Thomas opened and closed his mouth, wanting to point out Leopold's verbosity. But then he thought better of it, realizing there was some truth in the words, and reluctantly grunted in agreement. "What brings you guys here?" Vivienne cut straight to the chase, "Shouldn't you be at work this time of day?"

Leopold spread his hands: "Vivienne, we quit our jobs."

gestured, the paper bag in his hand crinkled

Percival exchanged

they say they were not at all surprised

fixed on the object in Leopold's hand,

if suddenly remembering, Leopold smacked his forehead, "Oh, right! Ran into Matthew downstairs, and he handed me this for you, Vivienne. Said it's about the

up."

to email it, but some items couldn't be sent digitally, so he printed and bound them for

paper bag,

Leopold a nudge to close the door before feeling safe to

as ever, leaned in to

first thing they saw was a brown,

something you'd dig up in

eyes widened in disbelief, "Did Matthew dig up the Schram family's ancestral grave or something? Is this even from

to tomb raiding? That doesn't sound like him. He doesn't strike me as the outlaw

... Thus the nickname

help but give Leopold a glance, thinking,

patience with Leopold's wild conjectures and knocked on his head,

strip, noticing a piece of paper tied to the

on the strip, found it awkward to handle, so she flipped it over, "Mr. Wolf, could you help me take

"Of course."

information leaking, Matthew had secured the strip

it back, thankful not to tear the document,

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