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."

he struggled to

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

hands. She would've given you a quick death, but not me. I'll make

isn't it? You're avenging her!"

his hands with a wet wipe, his voice cold as ice, "Killing you won't quench my

it. I shouldn't have wronged Holly. I deserve hell for my sins!" Gavin

those final words, Percival drove nails

agony overwhelmed him, and he

by the screams he'd heard. Despite knowing Abigail had sent another assassin for Gavin, her focus

was barely alive. It was Percival and Vivienne who saved

was already a dead man,

lab," Percival said, giving

Thomas nodded, driving off.

them with a radiant

"Thank you, Vivienne. You've been a blessing to me and the Ellington

see her," Vivienne suggested, knowing how much Percival longed to

sat propped up against her bed, her face pale,

stroke of Victoria's hair, Holly's eyes welled with tears, "Victoria, you've grown so much. When I left, you

Holly's embrace, "Mom, finding you has been my only goal. Now, we

shifted as Percival and Vivienne entered. Holly's gaze

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