The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 770

"Can't say for sure." Vivienne shook her head, "Mr. Wolf, don't you think their attack this time was way too abrupt? Feels like they're going all in, a do-or-die move."

Percival's eyes flickered with a sly gleam, "Vivienne, you should realize that it was never the Abernathy family who wanted that secret recipe; it was the Grimshaws behind them."

"You mean to say the Grimshaws have issued an ultimatum to the Abernathys this time?"

Vivienne withdrew her gaze, the unease in her heart refusing to settle.

It was a strange feeling. She wasn't particularly worried about the Abernathys doing anything to her, per se.

Her only real vulnerability was Dorian and his lot, but at this point, the Hawthorn family were already under the protection of the Nine Mystics Society, so that vulnerability wasn't much of one. Still, why did it feel like something was about to happen?

Percival's gaze remained on her, easily noticing her disquiet. His eyes, filled with affection, began to speak, but just as he opened his mouth, Vivienne's phone started buzzing. It was a call from Matthew. "Vivienne, I found the family that claimed the medicine caused a death years ago!"

Matthew's voice wasn't overly excited through the phone, which echoed through the living room, tinged with hesitance.

With the sofa taken over by Vivienne and the rest, Leopold had no choice but to sit cross-legged on the carpet, "Well, bring them in then. We can talk money, no need to get all worked up. Matthew replied, "The situation's a bit complicated, Vivienne. The person from back then, they might not be dead!"

"What did you see?!"

Matthew's words struck like a bolt from the blue!

"

revelation exploded in everyone's mind, Kaitlyn's grip on her handkerchief tightened, "Matthew, are you sure you didn't mistake something? My father personally checked on that person back then, and he was gone. There

seeing ghosts. That person's grave must be overgrown with weeds by

Vivienne countered,

eyebrow,

laptop aside and pulled

mimic death. Anyone who took it wouldn't breathe or have a pulse for seven days. Their body would even turn stiff and cold, just like they were really dead." Vivienne rested her hand on Percival's knee and looked at him, "My mom told me, before she started suspecting a traitor in the organization, that she sold it to make money. One buyer bought an entire bottle at an auction. I suspect that it was the Abernathys,

fault back then. It was because that person took the death-mimicking drug, and that's

very likely!" Vivienne nodded

felt as if she were in the

staged everything just to get his hands on the recipe, but she never realized that they had been planning it so far in advance. And she had unwittingly opened the door

the

said he was the one who took the batch of drugs to

voice was somber: "They moved here over a decade ago, and they've always claimed that the person

"Bring them!"

Abernathys, you won't stand a chance alone! Mr. Wolf and I

care of things here while I'm gone!" She spoke as she got moving, "If anything comes up you can't

to assist Draven and the others." Percival

Thomas nodded. "Got it!"

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