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!"

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 together and eyes

to crawl

she said, "Mr. Wolf, trust me, I will heal your aunt." Percival's grim expression softened slightly.

bubbling up inside him toward Gavin and the entire

for her status as the Ellington heiress, she would be placed in an unknown

even he couldn't suppress the rising bile in

that foul stench lingering

was Holly's withered body, wounds festering

moment, Percival felt a murderous

agony he felt for Holly and the hatred

deeper into Vivienne's stomach, his

chill flashed in her eyes. "Mr. Wolf,

couldn't recall the last time he had seen such

was formidable, but was

just hand their life over to the Grim Reaper without her

and he glanced at the caller

"Hand it over."

passed the phone to

tinged with

Vivienne didn't need to guess;

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

as she inhaled deeply. "How is

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