The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 776

Leopold and Matthew had just finished loading the Abernathy family into the van, including Cormac, when the stench inside hit them like a wave, almost driving them back out the door. But seeing Vivienne and the others frozen by the bedside, Leopold steeled himself and stepped inside.

The woman on the bed was a shadow of her former self, her hair tangled and matted like weeds upon the pillow. Her face was streaked with dirt, and it looked like the Abernathys hadn't bothered to clean her in ages. If it weren't for the faint rise and fall of her chest, Leopold might have mistaken her for a corpse.

Wait a minute!

Those features...

How come she looked a bit like Percival?

Realizing this, Leopold's pupils dilated, his finger pointing shakily at the woman on the bed.

Then he glanced at Percival, whose stony face was unreadable, and noticed the air around him growing colder and heavier. Leopold took a step back, feeling as if his throat had been seized. He couldn't manage to utter a complete sentence.

Finally, it was Vivienne who broke the silence. "Mr. Wolf, let's get her out of here first."

She was genuinely shocked. They had only come to fetch a witness back to Rivenwood, and here they were, stumbling upon the very person Percival had spent years searching for.

Mr. Wolf's aunt, the Ellington heiress-Holly Ellington!

"Gavin Abernathy!"

leaving their car in the darkness, save for the occasional flash of headlights that flickered

to crawl

Vivienne heaved a sigh of relief as she said, "Mr. Wolf, trust me, I will heal your aunt." Percival's grim expression softened slightly. He shifted, leaning his head against Vivienne's shoulder. "Vivienne, I do

inside him

be placed in an unknown

back the covers, even he couldn't suppress

foul stench lingering

and stained blanket was Holly's

moment, Percival

those people were still useful. But the agony he

deeper into Vivienne's stomach, his clenched eyes hiding the torrent

in her eyes. "Mr. Wolf, the dead do not deserve

the last time he had seen such

lineage was formidable, but was Vivienne

cared about, they couldn't just hand their life over to the

rang then, and he glanced at the caller

"Hand it over."

the phone to

voice, cool yet tinged with anger, came

didn't need to guess; she knew Gavin

dig up Mrs. Littleton's parents' graves. They've taken the ashes and are threatening that if we don't

the phone tightened as she inhaled deeply. "How is Kaitlyn

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