The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 864

Dusk was settling in, painting the sky in shades of deep purples and blues. In the midst of this twilight, a modest ranch-style house stood under the gentle caress of moonlight. In front of the house, several old and withered trees swayed in the breeze, casting eerie shadows that danced in the dark.

Inside, a man was bound by ropes, suspended in mid-air. His head hung low, devoid of any signs of life.

Suddenly, a bucket of boiling hot water was poured over him from head to toe.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The man screamed, his face contorted in agony, his skin scalding as if it were being cooked, blisters forming rapidly.

"You awake now?" The voice was chilling, menacing.

Percival, clad in a simple black tee that hugged his broad shoulders and outlined his muscular chest, stood straight with a leather whip in hand. His eyes glimmered with a ruthless intent.

The man caught in this torturous ordeal was Gavin.

With a fierce lash of the whip, Percival drew blood, marking Gavin's flesh.

Gavin barely managed a whimper, engulfed in his own hellish pain. He couldn't fathom why he was at Percival's mercy. He had anticipated Abigail's betrayal but didn't expect Percival to be the one executing the punishment.

His eyes, bloodshot, welled with confusion and pain as tears mixed with blood dripped down. "Wasn't it Abigail who wanted me dead?"

Percival rinsed the whip in salt water, cleaning off the blood. "It was Abigail who sent the hit, and as far as she's concerned, you're already dead."

as he struggled to speak. "What

his relentless assault. The room filled with the thick scent of blood, an aroma so

death, but not me. I'll make you beg for death," Percival

it? You're

whip aside and wiped his hands with a wet wipe, his voice cold as ice, "Killing

deserve hell for my

those final words, Percival drove nails

agony overwhelmed him, and he passed

Abigail had sent another assassin

arrived, Gavin was barely

Gavin was already a dead man, replaced

head to the lab," Percival said, giving an

Thomas nodded, driving off.

greeted them with a

stunned, quickly embraced Vivienne, "Thank you, Vivienne. You've been a

Vivienne suggested, knowing how much Percival longed

against her bed, her face pale,

eyes welled with tears, "Victoria, you've grown so much. When I left, you

filled with a whirlwind of emotions, nestled into Holly's embrace, "Mom, finding you has been my only

Vivienne entered. Holly's gaze locked

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