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!"

rain outside devoured any trace of light, leaving their car in the darkness, save for the occasional flash of headlights that flickered before Vivienne's eyes. Percival, with lips pressed

to

a sigh of relief as she said, "Mr. Wolf, trust me, I will heal your aunt." Percival's grim expression softened slightly. He

control the hatred bubbling up inside him toward Gavin and the

Ellington heiress, she would be placed in an

covers, even he couldn't suppress the rising bile

that foul stench lingering around

blanket was Holly's withered

that moment, Percival felt a

those people were still useful. But the agony he felt for Holly and the hatred for the Abernathys set his heart ablaze

deeper into Vivienne's stomach,

in her eyes. "Mr. Wolf, the dead do not deserve our hatred." Matthew glanced up through

last time he had seen such a chilling

was formidable, but was Vivienne

Vivienne cared about, they couldn't just hand

he glanced at the caller ID before saying, "Vivienne, it's

"Hand it over."

passed the phone

cool yet tinged with anger, came through,

now?" Vivienne didn't need to guess; she

the ashes and are threatening that if we don't hand over the secret recipe within three days, they'll scatter

tightened as she inhaled deeply. "How is Kaitlyn holding

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