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!"

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 as cold

to

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 trust you. It's just... I

bubbling up inside him toward Gavin and the

an unknown hospital with professional care to at least keep her alive. But the

back the covers, even he couldn't suppress

stench lingering around the

stained blanket was Holly's withered body, wounds festering and crawling

that moment, Percival felt

his sanity reminded him that those people were still useful. But the agony he felt for

into Vivienne's stomach, his clenched

fabric, Vivienne swallowed hard, her hand gently caressing his hair as a chill flashed in her eyes. "Mr. Wolf, the dead do not deserve our hatred." Matthew glanced up through the rear-view mirror at Vivienne and pursed

couldn't recall the last time he had seen

lineage was formidable, but

cared about, they couldn't just hand

rang then, and he glanced at the caller ID before

"Hand it over."

the phone to

voice, cool yet tinged with anger, came through, "Young

Abernathy family done now?" Vivienne didn't need to guess; she knew Gavin

Vivienne, Gavin had people dig up Mrs. Littleton's parents' graves. They've taken the ashes and are threatening that

tightened as she inhaled deeply. "How is Kaitlyn holding

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